The room was spacious, its polished stone walls reflecting the light of modern lamps embedded in the ceiling.
A dark wooden rectangular table stood at the center, surrounded by high-backed chairs.
Seated around it were five young adults, all with black hair and blue eyes.
At the head of the table, presiding over the meeting, was Kraus Cole, the leader of the Storm Clan.
At 53, his robust figure still commanded respect, with close-cropped gray hair and light armor gleaming under the light.
His blue eyes, identical to those of his children, surveyed the scene with a calm that contrasted with the tension in the air.
Standing by the table was Selena, the youngest of the group.
Her black hair, cut just above her shoulders, swayed slightly as she fiddled with a white phone in her hands.
On the wall in front of them, a large television displayed a slowly flashing loading screen.
All eyes were fixed on it, some with impatience, others with curiosity.
