The soft glow of screens illuminated Briar's striking features as he sat in front of his setup, a sneering smile on his face. His sharp, gothic attire clung to his tall, slender form like shadows themselves, contrasting with the pale skin that gave him an ethereal appearance. With his hands steepled in front of him, he exuded an aura of cruelty as his ice-cold voice cut through the silence of the room. "You really think you can outsmart me, mortals? Information is power and power belongs to me."