(Twin Fang Planet, Black Serpents Guild Headquarters, Vice Guildmaster's Office)
Antonio took his seat behind the wide office desk, fingers already gliding across the embedded crystal panel to pull up Leo's mission file, his sharp eyes scanning through the contents with quiet intensity.
The air in the room was still, save for the occasional tapping sound of his fingers, as he scrolled through Leo's mission data.
Across from him, Leo sat with a composed expression, his posture relaxed yet alert, the calm glint in his eyes betraying no sign of fatigue or insanity, something that stood out immediately to Antonio.
"Hm."
Antonio leaned back in his chair, one leg crossing over the other as he kept reading.
"Nearly a year," he murmured to himself. "You've been exposed to the tainted mana of the stilled world for an entire year, yet you don't show any signs of mental breakdown, your mental fortitude must be elite level,"
He tapped the table lightly, the sound soft but deliberate.
