The atmosphere in the underground lab was suffocating, the oppressive silence broken only by the distant hum of machines and the faint beeping of monitoring devices. Troy’s mind was racing as he stared at the towering figure of Orion, standing like an immovable wall between them and the exit.
Jace’s hand hovered over his tech, ready to activate a defensive measure, but Troy stepped forward, holding his ground. His heart pounded in his chest as he locked eyes with Orion, trying to calm the storm brewing inside of him.
"Orion," Troy began, his voice steady despite the chaos in his mind. "Starman isn’t who you think he is. The Legion, they’re monsters, not heroes."
Orion’s gaze flickered, his eyes narrowing as if he were processing Troy’s words. He’d always admired Starman, seen him as the pinnacle of heroism, but doubt had begun to creep in ever since he joined the Legion. Something didn’t feel right, and Troy’s words were the last nudge he needed to confront his inner turmoil.