He sat slowly, the heavy chair creaking gently beneath his weight, and began carefully mulling over the documents.
Maps filled with markings, reports of sightings, and descriptions of suspicious activities—all spoke clearly of rising tension, a subtle yet definite shift suggesting deeper, hidden threats lurking just beneath the surface.
Eldric's brows knitted together deeply, his eyes narrowing as he processed each piece of information, the weight of potential danger steadily mounting within him.
He sighed deeply, whispering quietly to himself, "Just what exactly are you planning, damn demons? And why did the Insanity Creed suddenly appear now, of all times?"
As Eldric continued his meticulous examination, elsewhere within the mansion, the atmosphere shifted distinctly.
