CHAPTER 926
The door creaked open and subsequently closed with that same distinctive groan, revealing nothing but a vast, open expanse.
An empty training chamber stretched out before Grey and Jesse, stripped of every amenity that could potentially soften the environment.
The walls stood bare and lifeless, painted in a dull shade of grey that seemed to swallow any warmth the light attempted to offer.
There were no markings, no decorations—just smooth, unbroken surfaces that made the emptiness feel deliberate and stark.
Their footsteps echoed the moment they stepped inside.
The sound lingered longer than it should have, bouncing off the hollow walls and returning to them like a quiet reminder of how alone they were in the room.
The floor beneath them was cold and unyielding, polished to a faint sheen but scarred with subtle streaks and scuffs—silent evidence of past training sessions that had long since concluded.
