The stark white hallway stretched endlessly before Lycus, the muted hum of machinery filling the sterile air. His footsteps were silent and purposeful as he passed clusters of people in white coats who threw fleeting glances his way. Some gazes lingered with curiosity, others with a mix of fear and fascination. Lycus paid them no mind, his eyes fixed on the back of the cyborg man leading the way.
The cyborg halted before a sleek, metallic sliding door, its edges glowing faintly blue. He stepped aside, his synthetic eyes scanning Lycus briefly before gesturing toward the entrance.
Lycus stopped, his gaze flicking toward the cyborg. His calcite irises glowed faintly, their brilliance seeming to pierce through the artificial man. For a moment, the air grew heavy with an unspoken tension, Ly
