Selene's eyes moved down to his outstretched hand, then rose again to meet his face. That same smile lingered there, calm and almost serene.
For a moment, she said nothing. The entire city seemed to hold its breath as she began to move, one step, then another.
Each step felt almost ceremonial, like a queen walking through the ruins of her own throne room.
The crowd began to murmur, soldiers, guildmasters, and reporters alike.
"Wait… she's actually going to shake his hand?"
"No, she can't."
"What is she thinking?"
"Has she lost her mind?"
"Is she really going to ally herself with monsters?"
"I thought she'd fight to the end… not submit like this."
"This can't be happening… the Union doesn't surrender. Not to monsters wearing human faces."
Cameras flashed erratically as reporters scrambled for clearer angles.
Vivian had regained her mic, her voice trembling as she spoke.
