In a secure room inside the arena, all four precided with tension as Kelvin settled into a chair, still looking pale but eager to share what he'd retrieved. Noah leaned against the wall, arms crossed, as Sophie busied herself connecting Kelvin's retrieved data drive to their secure terminal. Lucas paced the length of the room, his usual composed demeanor disrupted by an undercurrent of barely contained energy.
"Alright, Kelvin," Lucas said, finally stopping to face him. "We've got you back, but we need to understand what we're dealing with. How the hell did they move you from the Nexus Arena to some underwater facility without anyone noticing?"
Kelvin ran a hand through his disheveled hair. "That's the thing—I have no idea. Last thing I remember was being at the corridor three floors away from the world's most dangerous couple... then... nothing. Just woke up in that tank." He shuddered visibly. "Felt like I'd been drugged."
