As the cadets in the observation deck whispered and murmured among themselves, a figure suddenly materialized in front of the android.
It was Prince Kehinde.
He was dressed the same way he always was, with battle armor that was both futuristic and infused with the flair of tribal African influence.
The armor was adorned with intricate patterns and symbols that glinted in the dim light of the Grand Hall.
His gaze locked onto the android with a steely determination, and the air around him crackled with electricity.
The android turned its head towards the prince, its red eyes glinting with a malevolent glow.
On the observation deck, Princess Taiwo's hands were clasped tightly together, her knuckles white with tension.
Her eyes were fixed on Kehinde as he stood face-to-face with the menacing android, but they were glazed over with worry.
She bit her bottom lip and chewed on it nervously.
