"Ghost?"
For a moment, the entire room fell into a stunned silence as they stared at the signature blinking on the projector. The presenter, who had set it up, glanced around nervously, briefly convinced that something had gone wrong with the equipment.
When everyone recovered, Lukas whipped his head toward Lucian.
"Master, you mean to say…" he trailed off, eyes lighting up with barely restrained excitement. "Ghost is finally on our side?"
The moment the words left his mouth, hushed chatter erupted around the table as everyone leaned toward one another.
Lucian let them carry on for a moment, studying their reactions before nodding to himself in quiet satisfaction. He had expected as much.
