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Lucius tightly gripped the shining steel sword in his hand, holding the sharp blade firmly against the young girl's throat. Her tears flowed incessantly, her face filled with fear. The air in the room seemed to freeze, with only Lucius's maniacal mocking laughter and the girl's terrified sobs, as if time itself had come to a standstill.
Cyrus's face turned ashen, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with sparks of anger and tension. He knew deep down that this was a battle of wits and strategy, where one wrong decision could lead to an irreparable tragedy. Various plans raced through his mind as he tried to find a solution that would both protect the hostage and subdue Lucius.
Lucius slowly retreated towards the stairs, his crazed eyes constantly scanning the soldiers present, as if provoking and seeking an opportunity to escape. His movements were extremely cautious, fearing being surrounded with a single misstep. Lucius's actions were clearly a fight for survival, yet he still carried a glimmer of desperate hope.
Cyrus's soldiers nervously surrounded him, each gripping their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with determination for battle and anticipation of orders. They knew that at a single gesture from Cyrus, they would charge forward without hesitation.
Cyrus is filled with struggle in his heart. He must protect the innocent hostages while ensuring that Lucius stays alive to face trial. His eyes are fixed on every subtle movement of Lucius, trying to find a breakthrough. He knows deeply that one wrong judgment could lead to irreparable consequences. This mental struggle is an unprecedented challenge for him.
Lucius tightly grips a shining steel sword in his hand, holding the sharp blade firmly against the throat of a young girl. Her tears flow incessantly, her face filled with fear. The air in the room seems to freeze, with only Lucius's maniacal mocking laughter and the girl's terrified cries, as if time itself has stopped.
Cyrus's face turned pale, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were filled with sparks of anger and tension. He knew deep down that this was a mental and strategic showdown, and a wrong decision could lead to an irreparable tragedy. Various plans quickly flashed through his mind as he tried to find a solution that could both protect the hostages and subdue Lucius.
Lucius slowly retreated towards the stairs, his wild eyes constantly scanning the soldiers present, as if provoking them and searching for an opportunity to escape. His movements were extremely cautious, as if afraid of being surrounded by a single misstep. Lucius's actions clearly showed a cornered animal, but he still carried a glimmer of desperate hope.
The soldiers of Cyrus nervously surrounded the area, each gripping their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with determination for battle and anticipation of orders. They knew that with just a gesture from Cyrus, they would charge forward without hesitation.
Cyrus was filled with inner conflict, as he had to protect the innocent hostages while ensuring that Lucius would return alive for trial. His eyes were fixed on every subtle movement of Lucius, trying to find a breakthrough. He knew deeply that one wrong judgment could lead to irreparable consequences. This mental struggle was an unprecedented challenge for him.
In this tense and critical moment, Constantine's eyes revealed a hint of calm and determination. He silently locked eyes with Cyrus, and in their gaze, there was an unspoken trust and understanding. In this moment of eye contact, Constantine gave a slight wink to Cyrus, then gently shifted his gaze to his own hand.
Cyrus followed Constantine's gaze to his hand. Within the tightly clenched fist, there was a small, delicate, and sharp knife, reflecting a faint glimmer. Constantine's hand trembled slightly, but his gaze remained unwavering. He nodded at Cyrus once more, as if silently conveying a clear message: "I will handle this issue."
Cyrus suddenly understood Constantine's intentions at that moment. He knew that Constantine was proposing a bold plan, one that could rescue the hostages and subdue Lucius at the same time. It was an extremely risky move, but in this situation, they had no other choice. Cyrus felt a sense of confusion, but he knew he had to trust Constantine, the deputy who had always shown remarkable intelligence and courage.
A determined look appeared on Cyrus's face as he nodded to Constantine, indicating that he understood his plan and was ready to support his actions. His heart raced, knowing that the next moments would be crucial, a moment that could change everyone's fate. Under this extreme pressure, Cyrus felt an unprecedented clarity and determination.
Cyrus is cautious and deliberate with each step, as if weighing the risks and opportunities with every stride. His gaze is fixed on Lucius's eyes, trying to find a glimmer of reason amidst the chaotic and frenzied look.
Lucius tightly grips the hilt of his sword, the tip pointed at the terrified girl. His voice is filled with tension and fear, but also reveals a hint of desperate fervor. As Cyrus approaches, his voice becomes sharp and threatening: "What are you going to do! Get out of here! Or I'll slit this wench's throat!"
Cyrus did not show any signs of panic or retreat, but instead adopted a more peaceful strategy. He gently waved his arm, signaling the surrounding soldiers not to act rashly, and then responded to Lucius in an almost playful tone: "Hehehe! Don't get excited! Shall we talk nicely about it?"
This unusual response seemed to slightly surprise Lucius, and his eyes quickly darted between Cyrus and the girl, trying to discern Cyrus' true intentions. Cyrus's eyes revealed a hint of gentleness, as if conveying a message to Lucius: they could find a better solution without any more innocent sacrifices.
Cyrus's strategy is not only to buy time, but also to find an opportunity for Constantine to rescue the hostages and avoid greater conflict and harm. In this tense standoff, Cyrus's calm and wisdom became the key to resolving the crisis.
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