Bam
Shaddad slammed the door open with a burst of force and rushed down the stairs like a flood that had finally found an outlet, as if all the pressure that had been building inside him for years had suddenly been released. His exhausted eyes regained a sharp glimmer of life, and the rigid expressions that had long been frozen on his face began to soften, slowly rediscovering the shape of a smile he had not worn in a long time.
Just as he was about to descend into the vast plaza below, his steps slowed for a brief moment… hesitation creeping in.
