Diverging Paths Beneath One Sky
He turned slightly, sensing the three rulers' eyes still on him.
Behind him, Videl's voice cut softly through the dim space.
"Victor…"
Her tone carried weight.
Not fear.
Not doubt.
But something heavier.
Conflict.
"Victor, what are you thinking?" she asked, stepping closer. The lantern light caught the edge of her long blonde hair, turning it almost silver. "Do you really mean what you just said? Do you really plan to rule over the whole of the Skyfall Kingdom's underworld?"
Her sapphire eyes searched his face—not accusing, not angry—just trying to understand.
"Yes," Victor replied without hesitation. "I do plan to control the whole underworld of the kingdom."
He didn't raise his voice. He didn't dramatize it. The certainty alone was enough.
