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Chapter 94: Metorion Cell
*A Day Ago...*
Sekhmet stood still, sober for the first time in what felt like years. His usual bravado had dissipated, replaced by a deep, chilling fear—a fear not for his life, but for something far worse. The candidate had faced death countless times, but this... this was different. His breath hitched as his gaze locked onto the piercing, pitch-black irises of the man before him. They weren't the eyes of an ordinary murderer—they held something darker. In those void-like eyes, Sekhmet saw it.
"Fate."
It wasn't just Sekhmet who was frozen in terror; the entire room had come to a standstill. The Fatek boss, the other two lieutenants, even the air itself seemed to thicken with dread, pressing down on them like an invisible hand. But why? What was this force that made even the fiercest warriors tremble?
