"Look," Ruby began, her voice steady, "I'm not claiming to be an expert in filmmaking. But I do know what makes people watch something and feel like they're stepping into another world. Your audience doesn't care about the struggles behind the scenes—they care about what they see on the screen."
Her words hung in the air for a moment, and some of the team members exchanged uncertain glances.
"And what exactly would you do?" Lyra asked sarcastically, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.
Ruby smirked slightly, her confidence unwavering. "Let me see what you've got so far, and I'll tell you," she said simply.
Sylvia leaned back, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "Alright," she said, gesturing toward one of the monitors. "Show her the latest cut."
Lyra hesitated, clearly reluctant, but eventually, she nodded toward one of her colleagues to pull up the footage. As the video began to play, Ruby leaned forward, her sharp eyes focused on the screen.
