Chapter 7 The Reckoning

The air in the room grew colder, a creeping chill settling over them as the men moved with purpose, their silent precision like hunters preparing for a kill. The walls seemed to close in on Lila, her pulse racing with the unmistakable feeling of being trapped. The knife in her hand felt like a fragile promise in the face of what was coming. Darius and Kai had barely moved, their eyes locked in a silent standoff, but Lila could see the undercurrent of fear in their postures—fear not for themselves but for what was about to be unleashed. What was about to be done to her?