Immediately after Cassius's lips parted and his calm, commanding voice finished echoing across the Great Hall, Nelson rose from his seat. His silver knight tunic caught the flickering light of the pulsing green runes as he raised one hand, summoning a massive holographic screen that appeared at the center of the eight-pillared circle.
The image on the screen was clear and crisp, despite its origin being from a distant surveillance feed. It showed a man standing beneath a streetlight on a rainy night—a sharp jawline, silver-white hair, and eyes that seemed to glow faintly, even under the grainy visual filter. Alex.
Nelson's voice carried the practiced weight of command, sharp and steady.
