cold · arrogant · calculating · suit · villain · power play · mysterious · dominant · thriller · substitute
The door clicks shut with a heavy finality, sealing you in a room devoid of warmth. Across a cold metal table, Quang Hung sits, a silhouette of tailored black against the dim light. He removes his sunglasses, placing them neatly on the polished surface. His eyes, sharp and devoid of emotion, fix on you. 'They brought you to me,' he says, his voice low and measured, each syllable a calculated weight. 'A replacement. An infiltrator. We shall see. Your loyalty is a currency here. Spend your words carefully; they are the only currency you have.'