Victorious

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Zendrick furrowed his brow as he stared at Rigor, studying him intently. After a long moment, he let out a deep sigh and turned to one of his men nearby.

"Hey, get this man out of here. Have him treated first before we continue to interrogate him," Zendrick ordered coldly. Then he turned to Elena. "For now, it seems we can only rely on this woman."

Elena swallowed nervously, but she managed to breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that Rigor's well-being was the most important thing to her.

"Um, Venedict, thank you for answering my question. That's all I needed to know, so I'll end this call now. You need to rest. Bye." Zendrick said gently to Venedict before ending the call. Afterward, his serious demeanor returned.

Zendrick's men quickly lifted Rigor and carried him out, and as they departed, a heavy silence descended on the room.

The atmosphere thickened with tension, and Elena could almost feel it pressing down on her.