Within the long, dimly lit hallway, two women could be seen walking calmly and gracefully, their steps falling into a quiet, synchronized rhythm. Silence stretched between them, thick and unbroken, as they moved forward without exchanging a single word.
Minutes passed, and soon fifteen had slipped by, their quiet march continuing as the corridor seemed to stretch endlessly before them, an infinite passageway that mirrored the silence enveloping their shared presence.
As they walked, a group of men from a different race appeared ahead. One of them let out a low whistle, lust filled eyes devouring Vega and Veronica. "You two… follow me to my ro—" he began, but his words were abruptly cut off as space itself twisted into a blade, slicing cleanly through his neck. His eyes froze wide in shock before his body collapsed to the ground, blood erupting like a crimson fountain as his head separated from his body.
