[Unknown Location]
A group of powerful figures sat inside a vast, dimly lit hall, their expressions solemn and heavy with thought.
Each individual carried an imposing aura, their presence alone enough to suffocate an ordinary person.
Their sharp eyes swept across one another like predatory hawks, measuring, calculating, and judging.
The atmosphere was tense.
"How should we deal with this wild card?" a middle-aged woman asked, her voice calm but laced with concern.
Her words lingered in the air, and for a brief moment, no one spoke. Silence dominated the hall, thick and oppressive, until an elderly man finally broke it.
"We don't need to overthink this," he said, leaning slightly forward. "We should invite him to join us."
At his suggestion, several people frowned immediately.
