The meeting hall of Beast Castle was quiet.
Too quiet.
The screen in front of the boardroom had just gone black.
Fiona's flashy stream had ended minutes ago, but the echoes of her voice still lingered.
"Tomorrow, we don't just fight. We shine."
The words rang in their ears like a warning.
Around the long glass table, executives sat still, eyes darting nervously between each other.
No one spoke until one man, the head of Beast Castle marketing, finally broke the silence.
"What do we do?"
Another man leaned forward. "That stream's already viral. Look at the numbers."
He tapped his tablet.
"Thirty million viewers in fifteen minutes. Worldwide trending. Comments exploding."
"Sponsors tagging the Luxoria brand directly."
Someone else added, "And they're making Vornis look like a god-tier product."
"No weaknesses. No limits. No one else can sell it."
A woman in a sleek gray coat scoffed.
"That's because no one can. It's exclusive to them. No one knows how they made it."
