The auditorium hung heavy with a sudden, eerie quiet, the chaos of the fight fading into a tense stillness. Up on the railing, the two knights with guns stood frozen, their flashlight beams shaking slightly in the dark.
"Oye, what happened?" the first one said, his voice tight with unease. "Why's it so silent all of a sudden? Did boss win?" He shifted his grip on the gun, peering down into the shadows below, his breath fogging in the cool air.
"I don't know, man," the second knight replied, nudging him hard by the shoulder. "We need to check it out—something's off." His voice wavered, like he wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.
"Wait," the first one hissed, grabbing his arm. "Let's go down slow and see what's up. Could be a trick or something." His eyes darted around, the gun trembling in his hands as they started walking down the steps, their boots tapping lightly on the metal.
