The hall had once again descended into a painful silence. It was the kind of silence that pressed heavily against everyone's chest, making it difficult to breathe. No one dared to utter a single word. It felt as though the entire atmosphere itself was waiting for something to happen, waiting for someone to break the unbearable stillness. Yet, despite the tension hanging in the air, it was evident that Yuvaan had no intention of allowing anything to happen in haste. He knew that decisions made in anger often left wounds far deeper than the ones they were meant to heal. No matter how furious he was inside, his first priority remained Takshvi, not revenge.