There is silence in the Dark Room. The silence seems to linger. But even in this silence, there is an aura that is rising
A psionic force that is intense enveloping the entire room. All five of them is thinking of the same thing right now
The risk tolerance. How much could they risk for hope?
The most illusory thing of them all…..hope.
Like a light at the end of the tunnel.
Seems so close but it is there?
Or is it just the hallucination of a dying man stuck in darkness? Is it worth it to risk it all for this small hope?
Risk is not something foreign to them
But the Orvan is not a risk-taking creature.
It is because they failed before.
And the price of that failure is very steep.
Since that moment, the Five Seats of Orvan has always been cautious.
Always been safe.
Always thought of a backup plan.
Calculations after calculation, schemes and plots in layers.
All to minimize risk of failure.