Karl stared daggers at her. "What the hell is this, Valencia? Who are these people? And what do they have to do with you?"
Valencia sighed, the kind of long, drawn-out exhale that screamed ugh, can't believe I have to explain this. "Alright, I guess you deserve a bit of the truth... but just a fraction." She stepped forward, her sharp gaze cutting like a queen addressing her court. "Listen closely. I'm not repeating myself."
Zoey froze, caught between fear and curiosity. Layla stood straighter, bracing for whatever bombshell was coming next. Karl, though? His fists clenched, ready to snap if Valencia pushed too far.
"That name you heard—Glowsphere? It's not just some buzzword," Valencia began, her voice carrying a challenge. "It's a massive shadow organization. And it's leagues bigger than some small-time streamer playing puppet master in this mess."
Layla narrowed her eyes. "So, the streamer's just... bait?"