Kyra's heart pounded as she stood before the dangerous man with piercing silver eyes and an air of authority that made her shiver. His laughter echoed in the cavern, sending a chill down her spine.
The man's smirk widened as he regarded her with amusement. "Oh, little one," he chuckled darkly, "you'll find out soon enough."
Kyra's stomach churned with unease, but before she could protest or flee, he raised a hand in a commanding gesture.
After a moment, he straightened up and looked down at her with that same cold smile. "Do not try to escape," he ordered. "I will be back shortly."
With that, he turned and strode away, his blue hair flowing behind him like a dark river. Kyra watched him disappear into the shadows of the cave, her mind racing with uncertainty and fear. She was alone now, surrounded by the eerie silence of the cavern and the distant murmur of the hot spring.
