Inside the tent, a peculiar scene was unfolding. The seven people present listened in silence to the major's speech. His words were encouraging and full of motivation. The only issue was that there was no one else in the room: the major was merely a mirage, a projection that the Calamity used to better control its pawns.
Iris, who had found herself invited to the meeting, felt only boredom, barely paying attention to what was being said. Over the past month, she had often found herself suspended between illusion and reality.
At first, she had nearly gone mad, forced to mimic the behavior of those who were parasitized, so as not to stand out and give away her plans to the Calamity, which she knew was watching for the slightest anomaly.
It wasn't until she learned to use the power of her Soul's Eyes on herself that she managed to preserve her sanity.
