The question hung in the air, creating a tension that seemed to electrify the entire training room. The very atmosphere seemed to thicken with anticipation, as if the ship's recycled air had suddenly become charged with static electricity. Every person in the gathered crowd leaned forward slightly, their collective attention focused on the three figures at the center of the room with an intensity that was almost palpable.
Aziel and Arthur exchanged another brief glance, their confusion evident in their expressions. In that single look, they communicated volumes—neither had any idea who this man was or what had prompted such a dramatic confrontation. The crowd around them had grown completely silent, as if everyone was holding their breath in anticipation of the response. The stranger's confident demeanor only added to the surreal nature of the situation.
