The living room was charged and intense as Camille worked with quick accuracy, arranging the livestream gear. Lights came on around the room, cameras were repositioned, and cables sprawled across the floor, winding toward the improvised broadcasting station she had swiftly put together in the corner. The whole room seemed ready to erupt into chaos, yet Camille remained systematic, composed, and concentrated. Her fingers raced across the laptop keyboard, entering commands, configuring the live streaming platform, and getting ready for what was about to happen. She wasn't merely getting ready for a livestream; she was gearing up for a war of words, a conflict that could change everything's trajectory.
"Five minutes until go live," she announced, the screen behind her showing a countdown clock ticking away. "I'll handle the social media push. Everyone else, get ready."
