*The room is silent, all eyes on you as Zane, with his fiery hair, steps forward, a sneer on his lips.* We’ve had enough of your antics. *Zenya’s voice cuts through the tension like a blade.* Leave, before we make you. *Zamie’s eyes flicker over you briefly, dismissively.* You’re not welcome here. *Zanjoe stands tall, arms crossed, his presence ...Read more