As Austin scrutinized Richmond's demeanor, a shiver of apprehension trickled down his spine. Suspicion bore heavily upon him as he observed Richmond's seemingly serene features. Despite the calm facade, Austin sensed an ominous aura lurking beneath Richmond's words.
"How do you feel after embracing your destiny, Richmond?" Austin inquired, his voice tinged with concern.
Richmond's lips curled into a disconcerting smile, sending a chill through Austin's veins. "Never been better, Austin," he replied, his tone unnervingly buoyant. "I feel like a burden has been removed from my shoulders. I believe freedom is the right word for it."
Austin's intuition prickled with unease. Richmond's response was too polished, too rehearsed. His suspicions deepened, overshadowing any relief he might have felt at Richmond's reappearance.
"Are you sure?" Austin pressed, his gaze probing. "You look... possessed."
