A single flame flickered to life in the darkness, illuminating the sharp features of a red-haired man as he lit the crystal ball before him. The air hummed with energy as the device activated, casting an eerie glow across the room.
A holographic figure materialized above the sphere—tall, imposing, with piercing violet eyes that seemed to see through flesh and bone alike.
The red-haired man bowed deeply, his voice smooth with practiced reverence.
"Greetings, Esteemed Warden."
The Warden's gaze bore into him. "Report."
Straightening, the assassin nodded briskly. "Both commissions have been successfully completed." He reached into his coat and withdrew a small recording crystal, holding it up. "Visual confirmation, as requested."
With a tap, the crystal projected its memory into the air—a scene unfolding in stark clarity.
