Siya's anger had crossed the seventh heaven.The echo of his mocking laughter still rang in her ears, sharp and poisonous, burning through her veins like acid. Every nerve in her body screamed for one thing—to end him. Right here. Right now.She had no doubt left.The man chained in front of her was the Impostor.A master of deception.A shadow wearing the face of someone she had trusted.She was ready to take his life without hesitation.But the question that refused to die inside her mind was far more terrifying than her rage.What if he was telling the truth?What if the man who had walked beside her… who had saved her again and again… was never George at all?Her thoughts were violently interrupted by Ali's voice."Siya… what are you talking about?" he asked, stepping closer. "Who is this Impostor you keep mentioning? You need to hear him at least once."Siya turned toward him, her eyes blazing."Hear him?" she snapped. "Why should I? He's lying. He's manipulating us. That's all he does."Then, from the shadows behind the reinforced energy bars, a calm, dangerous voice rose."Believe whatever you want, Siya," the man said softly. "But if you kill me… every truth you're searching for will die with me."Siya's jaw clenched."And tell me," he continued, his eyes glinting, "who do you think was standing beside you all this time? Who do you think was saving you, protecting you, bleeding for you… while I was locked in this cage?"The room went silent.Siya moved in a blur.Her hand shot forward and grabbed him by the throat, lifting him slightly against the glowing containment field."Was it the real George?" she hissed. "Or was it another one of your faces? What secrets are you hiding inside you, Impostor? You'll spill every one of them… very soon."Ali stepped between them, placing a hand on Siya's arm."Think, Siya," he said carefully. "If this is George… then who was the man who was with us? And if he's the Impostor… then who is he really? And how does he know so much about us?"Behind the bars, the man laughed again—low, pleased, venomous."You're smarter than you look, Ali," he said. "Explain to your boss that she needs me. Just as much as I need her."Siya turned slowly toward him."Needs you?" she said coldly. "What could I possibly need from a parasite like you?"The man smiled."I'll tell you everything, Siya. But not like this. First, you set me free. Then you help me… and I help you. A deal."Siya shook her head without hesitation."You want me to release you so you can spread terror again?" she said. "These bars have held you for years. They exist for a reason."The smile vanished.Rage exploded across his face."Don't forget, Siya," he snarled. "Without me, you will never get what you truly want."She smirked."You think I can't destroy what I'm looking for without you?""Yes," he replied softly. "Because how many will you kill, Siya? How many faces will you shatter before you reach the truth?"Her expression froze.That single sentence struck deeper than any blade.Slowly, Siya loosened her grip, staring into his eyes."What do you mean?" she asked quietly.The man tilted his head."Open the cage, Siya. Then we'll talk peacefully."She hesitated.Every instinct in her screamed that this was a mistake.But every unanswered question screamed even louder.Finally, she turned toward the control panel."Andy," she said coldly. "Open it."The energy field dissolved with a sharp electric hum.The chains fell away.And with his freedom, that twisted laughter poured out of him, echoing through the entire facility like a curse.Before he could even take a step—Siya slammed a metal device around his wrist.Click.A faint blue light ignited.The man looked down at it and laughed."Do you really think this piece of scrap can stop me?"Siya stepped back, her voice calm but lethal."Pride corrupts even demons," she said. "And sometimes… small pieces of metal are all it takes to bring monsters to their knees."The man raised his hand, preparing to unleash his power.The air vibrated.A sharp electronic frequency burst from the device.It tore through his nervous system like lightning.His body stiffened.A scream escaped his throat.
Now the question is, who is in danger?
Herself ?
Or
George ?