— Kyle Valter's POV —
The white door closed behind me.
It wasn't just a normal closing sound; there was a deep mechanical click, followed by a very low hum—like the activation of a high-rank Eitra suppression barrier. The air in the sterile white room completely stilled.
I stood in the middle of the room, feigning a cough and clutching my chest, while the doctor with silver glasses and dead eyes walked slowly toward his desk.
"Please sit on the examination bed, Mr. Noah," the doctor said in a soft, monotone voice devoid of any human tone. He didn't look at me, instead typing something on his electronic tablet.
"We will conduct a deep scan of your Eitra pathways to determine the cause of your pain."
I moved slowly and sat on the edge of the medical bed, padded with cold white leather.
Alright… I thought to myself, preparing to use [Shadow Rend] at any fraction of a second.
