'Every Villager Available'

Kane's grip on Florian's collar tightened, his knuckles white as he shook him, his face contorted with pure, unfiltered fury.

"WHAT DID YOU AND YOUR ARCANIOR DO?!" Kane bellowed, his voice ragged and raw with rage, echoing through day.

'He's fucking angry.'

Florian's head jerked back slightly from the force, his pulse pounding in his ears like a drum. His vision blurred at the edges, but he forced himself to stay calm.

'Okay. Okay. Don't panic. Keep it together.'

"I—I don't know what you're talking about!" Florian gasped, his voice cracking just enough to sound believable. His wide, desperate eyes flickered with the perfect blend of confusion and fear. "Why are you blaming me? We didn't do anything!"