Ezra stepped into the elevator on the rooftop, the cool night air of the city still clinging to his skin. As the doors slid shut, he exhaled, running a hand through his tousled hair. The elevator hummed softly as it descended, the city lights flickering past through the glass walls. Each floor felt like an eternity, his thoughts racing about the night's events and what came after.
When the elevator finally reached the ground floor, He stepped out and made his way to the parking area. The dim, flickering lights cast long shadows, creating an almost eerie atmosphere. As he rounded the corner to where he had parked his car, he froze.
Leaning casually against his vehicle was the Arbiter, in her human disguise, emanating an aura of unyielding authority.
