The rest of the day dragged on, my mind a constant battlefield of thoughts. Each task seemed to take longer than usual, my focus continually slipping back to the morning's events. Reports needed updating, rogue demon sightings required analysis, and yet, I found myself repeatedly staring blankly at the documents in front of me.
The tick of the clock on the wall seemed to echo louder than usual, marking every second that passed in excruciating slowness.
I forced myself to concentrate, to push through the haze of distraction. Leora's occasional glances didn't help; her knowing smile only added to my frustration.
I sifted through piles of paperwork, cross-referencing data points and piecing together the movements of rogue demons. The patterns were complex, and my normally sharp mind struggled to keep pace.
