In the Shadow of the Pharaoh

In the dimly lit room of the Infinite Twilight Agency, the only glow came from a laptop displaying a video. Seated in a plush chair, Kallistra lounged casually, a bowl of chips in her lap.

Her striking silver-gray hair fell over her shoulders as she watched the screen with faint amusement, occasionally crunching on a chip.

The door creaked open, and Leonidas entered, flanked by Sia and Arin. Their steps were heavy with frustration as they discussed something animatedly. Leonidas's brows furrowed the moment his gaze landed on Kallistra.

Sia and Arin froze in surprise at the sight of Kallistra. Their eyes widened momentarily before quickly composing themselves.

"Lady Kallistra," they greeted in unison, their tones formal, almost militaristic. They straightened their postures like soldiers before their commander.

Leonidas sighed, his voice tinged with irritation.

"You're still here? Don't you have anything better to do?"