Pentos pushed open the door to his private chamber with a slightly tense expression. The earlier scolding still lingered in his mind, but he quickly forced those thoughts aside and stepped inside. The room was quiet, lit by soft lamps placed along the walls.
He walked toward the center and spoke firmly.
"Send them in."
Within seconds, the door opened again.Several figures walked in silently.
Each of them wore full armor and helmets that completely covered their faces. Not a single inch of skin was visible. Their presence was cold and disciplined, and even their breathing could not be heard clearly.
They stopped a few steps away and bowed slightly.
Pentos did not waste time.
"I have a task for you," he said while turning toward them.
But before he could continue something moved.
A faint ripple flashed in the air.
Then..
Swoosh!
A small, almost invisible mark shot forward and struck Pentos directly on the head.
His body froze.
"What—"
