Reza stepped into his office, the sharp click of his rough boots echoing against the dirty, concrete floor of the abandoned school. His soldiers patrolled both inside and outside of the HQ, the ones closest to him saluting him before he disappeared into his office. The light of the sun filtered through the broken-up windows, casting long shadows across the dark room. His phone buzzed and rang on the desk, breaking the silence.

He stopped, his dark eyes narrowing as he looked at it with a mixture of suspicion and irritation. After a brief pause, he walked forward quickly though not urgently. Reaching the desk, he picked up the phone with a firm grip, holding it to his ear.

"Hello?" He spoke, his voice steady and commanding, pitched just high enough to demand attention but not show any clear emotion. Though, not like he didn't always sound mad...