Eldra's living room was lit with an ethereal glow, the magic-infused torches of Yolanda casting a soft, bluish hue over the polished stone floor. Eldra, Yolanda, and Galdurek stood before a large wooden table, their gazes fixed on the sleek, black tablet that rested upon it. The device hummed to life, and in an instant, the words "ZeroTube" echoed through the room.
Yolanda flinched, her face twisting in discomfort. "That's… my voice?" she muttered, her brows knitting together as the sound of her own voice rang in an artificial, almost mechanical tone.
ZeroVeil grinned as he turned towards her. "Yep! Thought it'd be fitting. Adds a nice touch to the start-up sequence, don't you think?"
She folded her arms. "It sounds unnatural… like I'm some kind of—"