บท 392: Dangerous Game

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In a dimly lit room, where the only bright light came from a flickering hologram displaying the training room, sat Emir.

He watched the live feed through the holoscreen, his eyes focused intently on the pitiful girl.

Ragnar and Silent, sitting on either side of him, did the same, but they found it hard to watch Quinn's breakdown.

Only Emir maintained a stoic face, his body still as he listened to her sobs echo through the speakers.

There was a mixture of contentment and cruelty in his gaze.

The others didn't notice it. Ragnar was too busy munching on popcorn, while Silent, holding a soda in one hand, appeared deep in thought.

His usually calm front was slightly disturbed by the raw emotion on display.

"Come on, just read it."

Ragnar muttered under his breath, clearly anxious to see how she would react to the letter Emir had sent her.

Ping!