A heavy silence descended upon the room after Elijah's frantic outburst about the Onis. Confusion etched itself onto every face, even Jones, who seemed to be grappling with the implications of this new revelation. Michael was the first to break the quiet.
"Onis? What in the world are you talking about, Elijah?" he scoffed, his voice laced with disbelief. "We're strategizing to fight a monstrous wolf, not mythical demons."
Elijah, his brow furrowed in frustration, whipped around to face Michael. "These aren't myths, Michael," he countered, his voice tight with urgency. "They're real. And they're far more dangerous than anything you've ever encountered."
Serafina chimed in, her voice a mere whisper. "Onis… I've heard whispers of them, but…" she trailed off, her eyes flitting between Elijah and the dusty tomes scattered across the library table.
