Yujin sat solemnly in a dimly lit chamber, the flickering candles casting elongated shadows that danced with his deepest emotions. The silence in the room was palpable, broken only by the occasional crackling of the flames. Each shadow seemed to echo his heavy heart and the burden he felt deep within his soul. As a solitary tear traced a path down his face, it reflected the muted light, shimmering like a beacon of his pain. Every droplet that fell bore the weight of his tangled emotions and the profound loss he felt.
With an almost hushed voice, crackling with restrained intensity and underscored by a haunting resonance, he whispered into the stifling atmosphere, "Wanda, I have another task for you." Taking a deliberate pause, allowing the weight of his words to settle, he continued, "Add the Emperor to the list of those who must be... dealt with."
