Inside the room, the atmosphere was much heavier.
Gabriel shifted slightly on the bed, his eyes locked on the blindfolded man in front of him. The summoner remained on his knees, his breathing uneven, his body tense like he was expecting something worse at any moment.
Grizzlenaught stood behind him, silent and unmoving, its presence alone enough to keep the man from even thinking of escape.
Gabriel did not rush. He studied him for a few seconds, letting the silence stretch just enough to build pressure.
"Let's not waste time," he said calmly.
The summoner flinched slightly but said nothing.
Gabriel leaned forward a bit, resting his arm on his knee.
"Tell me everything you know about the Black Star Clan."
The words came out flat, but the intent behind them was clear. He did not want any games or half answers. He wanted to know everything.
The man's throat moved as he swallowed. His lips parted slightly, but no sound came out at first. His hands trembled against the floor.
