As the fruitless search around the warehouse came to an end, the group reconvened at the entrance. Li Chen's eyes, once filled with determination and worry, had transformed into an abyss of darkness, reflecting the depths of his frustration and anger. His palms, now bleeding from the intense clenching they had endured during the search, were physical manifestations of the turmoil within him.
Shadow, glancing at Li Chen from underneath his mask, detected the transformation in his demeanor. There was a brief flash in Shadow's eyes, a subtle acknowledgment of the storm raging within Li Chen. However, no words were exchanged. The unspoken understanding between them held a weight of its own.
