(Commander Jackson's Office – Midday, inside a confidential military HQ)
The scent of cigar smoke curled through the room in lazy spirals, mixing with the distant echo of cheering fans from the giant screen mounted on the wall.
The Sky-God Arena's live broadcast played quietly, showing highlights from the latest Interstellar Circuits match.
As Commander Jackson sat reclined behind his desk, one leg crossed over the other with a tumbler of aged whiskey half-finished beside him.
He puffed slowly, savoring the cigar's taste, when a soft 'ding' interrupted his moment of peace.
The holographic monitor embedded in his desk lit up, projecting a confidential report in bold red lettering across the glass.
Subject: Leo Skyshard – Financial History Audit (Requested: High Priority)
Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Ah, finally. Let's see which faction within the Mu Clan is backing the boy," he muttered, tapping the screen to open the report.
