He sounded like he was joking, but given his immense power, it felt less like a jest and more like an absolute prediction.
The van stop at its assigned spot, the engine rumbling softly before turning off.
When the doors swung open, Reign and Eli stepped out, greeted by the sight of an active media zone.
Cameras were being unloaded from cases, tripods were set up, and crew members hustled about, making last-minute adjustments to their equipment.
A cluster of journalists stood huddled together, discussing their strategies and the angles they planned to capture.
Some were flipping through notepads filled with scribbled notes, while others adjusted their microphones and checked the sound levels on their cameras.
A few were already setting up lights, creating a bright stage area that contrasted sharply with the dim, metallic surroundings of the hangar.
"Looks like they're really taking this seriously," Eli commented.
