"This is true. That is the only way to kill Mark," Freya said.
It was the first time she had spoken since Max arrived, yet her single sentence washed over the entire meeting ground like a command. Every voice that had been raised in panic or anger fell silent instantly. Even the elders who had served for centuries lowered their heads slightly when she spoke. Her presence alone radiated authority, and no one dared question her words.
Max looked at her, unreadable emotions flickering in his eyes, then turned toward the others.
"I believe this is our best chance to kill Mark," he said calmly after a moment of thought. "And I have reasons to think that even Mark himself is unaware of this weakness."
President William leaned forward, frowning deeply. "What do you mean?" he asked.
