The Grand MasterEP 37

The Grand Master: Betrayal in the Neon-Lit Chamber

The air in the chamber hums with tension, thick enough to choke on. Blue and red lights bleed across the walls, casting long shadows that seem to move on their own. At the center of it all stands a man draped in chains and confidence, his laughter echoing like a warning bell. He speaks to Elsa — not with malice, but with the weary tone of someone who has seen too much, lost too much, and still believes he is right. His words cut deeper than any blade: