"Stop right there, Vorin. Do not make another move."
The voice echoed with undeniable authority, reverberating across the sealed space as the translucent screen stabilized in front of Vorin.
The image projected was carrying the weight of countless predators looking for one chance to tear Vorin apart.
Vorin halted mid-motion; he turned his head toward the floating projection, his lips curled upward even before he fully registered the faces staring back at him.
The tension in the air shifted and thickened.
"Hehe," Vorin chuckled in a low sound. "So you are finally able to witness what is happening inside."
His eyes gleamed with malicious amusement as his gaze swept across the screen. He straightened his posture slightly, spreading his arms as if welcoming an audience to a grand performance.
