Lowell left the dimly lit chamber, his face hard and resolute after collecting the tampered storage rings. His mind was already made up. He would confront the heads of those powerful families, and they would pay dearly for their treachery.
His eyes flickered with a dangerous glint, and his fists clenched as he strode forward. The lessons he intended to teach would be seared into the minds of those who had crossed him.
But for now, his priority was to uncover the true mastermind behind the tampering of the storage ring. Who could have orchestrated such an intricate ploy? His thoughts churned as he moved swiftly to the top floor of the grand Federation building.
The air seemed thick with tension, each step echoing his impatience. Upon reaching the top floor, he made his way to the office, where the Head of the Federation worked diligently behind his desk, surrounded by piles of documents and glowing data screens.
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