"…Your Majesty, Supreme General Sakaar and General Amon request permission to enter." Wade's calm yet firm voice reverberated from behind the heavy gate, carrying with it a sense of discipline and solemnity.
At the mention of those two names, Robin's lips curved into a faint smile. He then turned his gaze toward Kristan, Emily, and Zara. "Continue dividing the weapon stock and reflecting on what we discussed; this conversation is far from over—we will meet again later." His hand gestured lightly toward the gate, dismissing them with authority.
"Your Majesty." The three bowed in unison, not too deeply yet with respect. Then, almost automatically, they began collecting the weapons and withdrew. It was as if their bodies responded instinctively to Robin's orders, while their minds were elsewhere entirely. Their eyes were unfocused, absent… each of them lost in their own tide of thoughts.
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