As the final holographic sweep faded into transparency, an electrifying silence enveloped the bus.
The glowing panels shimmered momentarily before retreating like mist into the ceiling, leaving a palpable tension in the air.
Arthur lowered his hand, and with that simple gesture, he infused the atmosphere with a quiet authority that resonated deeply.
A heartbeat of silence lingered as everyone processed what they had just witnessed,the awe-inspiring Dominion Sanctum. Slowly, their shock began to dissipate, replaced by wide-eyed wonder directed at Arthur.
"Uh... I have a question," Edward ventured, raising his hand tentatively like a schoolboy eager to participate. "Why are there so many villas and mansions? I mean,five thousand five hundred villas? Nine mansions? And all these zones? It's just… well, there are only fifty-four of us. Maybe a hundred servants? Are we planning to take in a few thousand orphans or… are we forming our own small nation?"
