Eryx's gaze lingered on Athena for a long moment, the corner of his jaw twitching before he exhaled sharply and spoke, deliberately ignoring her last biting remark.
"Foolish woman," he muttered under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck. "I think we should solve this without hurting anybody."
Theo, who had been pacing near the wall, snapped his head toward him. "How?" His voice was tight, frustration seeping into every syllable. "Because the last time I checked, there's no good way to fix something like this."
Before Eryx could reply, another voice cut through the tension calm, low but steady.
"Enough."
Rhydric.
Every eye turned to him. He hadn't spoken since the chaos started, but the quiet authority in his tone silenced the room. His gaze was steady, unreadable as he stepped forward.
"Nobody is dying," he said firmly. "And no one's wiping out memories."
Athena looked at him.
