The adrenaline that had sustained William throughout the day was finally beginning to ebb, replaced by an overwhelming sense of fatigue. He wasn't the only one; looking at the faces of his companions, he saw the same hollowed eyes and slumped shoulders.
The battle hadn't been long, but the psychological pressure of facing an extinction-level threat had taken its toll on everyone.
"Let's get some rest," William said, his voice cutting through the silence.
Without waiting for a formal invitation, he led the way toward the entrance. As they crossed the threshold, the group naturally looked to him for direction.
"Can we actually sleep here?" Kong asked, sounding hesitant. While he and the others were more familiar with this mansion than almost any other place in the clan besides the academy, it was still the private residence of the most powerful man in the region.
