Anon, do you hear me?" Letti's voice echoed through the crystal ball, brimming with urgency and concern.
Anon's brow furrowed as he listened to her words. "The contract is breached, Ren has used another doping shot. Do you have any extra doping shots?" Letti's voice trembled with a mixture of fear and desperation.
Anon took a deep breath, his voice steady but filled with determination. "No, Letti. I don't have another doping shot."
A rush of thoughts flooded Anon's mind. Was this breach of contract part of Ren's plan all along? Or was it a desperate move in the face of defeat? Anon's expression hardened as he contemplated the gravity of the situation.
Letti, unaware of Anon's thoughts, tried to soothe him. "Anon, you should calm down—"