Suddenly, the heavy atmosphere was shattered by a jarring sound—an intrusion that sliced through the silence emanating from the mobile device, mingling with the soft murmurs of breath and the ominous trickle of blood.
Rivia, still seated upon her grim pedestal, rose slowly, an intense aura of killing intent saturating the air around her. It radiated from her body like a sharpened sword, unleashing waves of lethal energy.
With a glint in her eyes, she fixed her gaze upon Alfred, her expression impassive yet resolute. "The ones named first will receive swift deaths. It is your decision to determine the order."
"Hm." Alfred responded, his voice hoarse and devoid of emotion, though the palpable killing intent and his cold stare spoke volumes.
He cast a glance at the phone screen and swiftly processed the thousands of names displayed before him, categorizing them in mere seconds.
