As they settled into one of the quieter rooms of the Martinez estate, the air was heavy with anticipation. The tension hung between them like a tangible thing, with each person aware that what Lance was about to share could change everything they thought they knew about the situation.
The room was elegantly furnished, creating a sophisticated atmosphere. Heavy curtains were drawn, keeping out the bright morning light and casting the room in long, shifting shadows. A few plush chairs were arranged around a small table, and Aric, Felix, and Lance each claimed one, sitting in expectant silence.
Always in a calm mood, Lance took a small, sleek gadget from his pocket. He placed it purposefully on the table before them, where it caught the soft glow of the room. The device sprang to life with a simple touch, projecting a holographic image into the air above it. They were shown a series of images from the Battle Arena, which Lance had clearly intended for them to see.
