The air in the room felt sickeningly thick that felt like suffocating, as though every breath the tribe members took was laden with tension and disbelief.
They had all heard Lyerin's threat; they had felt the weight of his fury.
Yet now, as he stood there before them, his expression cold and unwavering, his words pierced through the silence like a blade.
"Yes," Lyerin said flatly, his voice cutting through their confusion, "I've changed my mind." He paused, letting the gravity of his decision sink in. "Fortunately for you all, right now, I have a plan. These people you brought might be useful to us."
A collective exhale escaped the gathered tribe members, relief mingling with fear. They hadn't expected him to relent so easily, yet the glint in his eyes warned them that this was no act of kindness.
