how max?
"Say that again," Lucian said, his voice calm but carrying an undercurrent that sent shivers down the spine. His eyes locked onto Victor's with a stillness that felt almost inhuman. There was no anger, no hatred just an unsettling blankness.
Victor's smirk faltered for a split second, his instincts screaming at him. Something about Lucian's gaze felt wrong, unnatural.He'd seen many faces in his line of work anger, fear,defiance but this? This was something entirely different.
Danger bells rang loudly in Victor's head as he straightened slightly,his body tensing. His sharp eyes tried to read Lucian's expression, but it was like looking into an abyss. No emotion. No tells.
"It's said the greatest fighter is the one who doesn't lose control of their emotions,"Victor thought to himself, his mind racing. But this doesn't look like control… this looks like there's nothing to control. Blank. Empty.