Azaria 'Ziya' Point of View
Gamma Josiah stood before us, his presence as steady and unyielding as a mountain. The sun filtered through the tall windows, casting muted shadows across the room, yet the air felt thick with unspoken tension. His usually calm demeanor held a weight today—one that made my pulse quicken. There was something behind his eyes, a flicker of uncertainty that belied the strength he was known for.
"Khali, Azaria," Josiah began, his voice carefully measured, each word deliberate. The low timbre of his tone filled the space, yet there was a tightness beneath it, an unshakable tension. "Since Khali revealed her... secrets, there has been unrest among the people."
