Take out the Troublemaker
In the boundless expanse, where time felt as though it had paused, Lolchess stood motionless, her cold gaze locked onto the armless entity. Her ice-blue eyes pierced the emptiness.
"Has it been three days already?" she asked, her voice calm, breaking the suffocating silence.
As her question hung in the air, a tremor flickered across the entity's face. For a brief moment, it seemed as though even the silence itself wavered, caught between breaths. The void thickened around them, the air tightening, as if compelling the entity to respond.
It nodded slowly, mechanically. Although its eyes were invisible, there was an unmistakable glint of hidden fear. Its form floated, trembling slightly.