The air in the room was thick with tension as everyone sat silently on the plush sofas. Their eyes filled with uncertainty and rage. The sudden appearance of the crows had been the first warning, and the group knew that this was only the beginning.
Zaiden spoke up first, his voice heavy with concern. "What's going on, Mr. Harrison? Why did the crows fall from the sky like that?"
Harrison looked at each of them in turn, a dark expression painting his face. "It's the devil. He's awake now."
Noah leaned forward in his seat, his eyes wide. "What do you mean? He's awake?"
Vittoria nodded slowly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Yes, he's awake. And he's coming."
Elliott sat silently, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. "What can we do?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Harrison leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "We need to prepare. He won't stop until he gets what he wants."
