"Impressive. What goes around comes around." Cyrus's deep, resonant voice echoed through the room as he strode in from the shadows.
His steps were deliberate and steady. His sharp, cold gaze swept over the room, and the temperature seemed to drop the moment he entered.
"Gideon," Cyrus said, his tone laced with disdain. "Long time no see. You slipped away last time, but now you're back in my hands. Anything you'd like to say before this ends?"
Gideon's face darkened as his gaze locked onto Cyrus. His composure faltered for a moment. "Cyrus, how did you find this place?"
Cyrus snorted, his lips curling into a faint smirk. "Be sure your sins will find you out. You were bound to face the consequences sooner or later."
"They... they know each other?" Sarah whispered, her wide eyes darting
