The atmosphere inside Lumious Settlement was thick enough to choke on. Even after the chaos at the training grounds, the soldiers still cast glances at one another, their jaws tight, hands restless on their weapons.
Lucian observed silently, his expression calm, but his thoughts stirred like a storm beneath still waters.
This tension… it was fragile, like glass ready to shatter at the slightest push.
And he wanted it to shatter.
But not yet. He needed more time.
Lifting his gaze toward the crimson-streaked horizon, he pretended to sigh.
"It's getting dark."
General Ryan, who had been watching him intently like a predator eyeing prey, immediately latched onto the opportunity.
"You're right. The night will be cold. Allow me to arrange proper accommodations for you and your companions. The finest apartment in our settlement shall be prepared."
