In the resounding echo of Nil's exclamation, a tempest of emotions engulfed the hall. "Are you devoid of all sanity?" he cried the words slashing through the charged air.
Kao, a tempest of anguish, bellowed in response, "I am not. You shattered my senses, pillaged my peace, deceived me. And now you dare to inquire about my sanity, Nil, the brilliant actor. What a masterful performance you've given."
Nil, wearied by the tumultuous exchange, retorted, "It's futile conversing with you."
Lava, a silent spectator, merely smiled the weight of the unfolding drama etched on their face.
Exiting the hall, Nil ascended to the second floor, trailed by the haunting presence of Kao. In this revelation-laden space, the clandestine truth lingered—hidden from the understanding of those who witnessed the tumult. Unbeknownst to all, Kao and Nil shared a profound connection, a relationship veiled in the shadows of uncertainty.