The air in the glass conference room buzzed with an electric energy, still shimmering faintly from Evolon's breathtaking display.
Pulses of blue data-light danced across the crystalline walls, casting an ethereal glow over the awestruck faces of the Osborn family.
Silence enveloped them,not awkward or uncomfortable, but filled with reverence and disbelief.
Julian rested his fingers beneath his chin, his expression inscrutable. Margaret sat tall, her eyes sparkling with a mix of pride and astonishment.
Billy stared into space, lost in thought, while even Ashley,the family's notorious prankster,sat frozen, her fingers twitching nervously against the table.
Arthur surveyed the room with a calm demeanor, hands resting on the sleek glass table that proudly displayed the gleaming Osborn Crest beneath it.
The soft hum of technology blended seamlessly with his steady stream of thoughts.
Finally breaking the silence was Philip, still recovering from what he had witnessed.
