The atmosphere in the chamber grew more oppressive, each passing moment laden with tension and unspoken danger. Jenny's eyes burned with a mix of determination and desperation as she turned to Edon, her voice laced with urgency.

"Edon, tell me, how can I reach Lola? Where is she?"

Edon's gaze met Jenny's, his expression somber yet resolute. "Both Lola and the Warden are on the A0 level, the highest level of the prison. But, Jenny, reaching there won't be easy. You still have a long way to go."

Jenny clicked her tongue in frustration, her mind racing with the magnitude of the task ahead. "A0... I'm still a long way down. But I won't let that stop me."

Gordon, seizing the opportunity to inflict emotional pain, interjected with a venomous tone. "Why bother, Jenny? Lola never wanted to see you again. She hates you."

Jenny's heart wrenched, the impact of Gordon's words threatening to shatter her resolve. But she refused to let the darkness consume her. With a deep breath, she gathered her composure, her voice steady and determined.

"Be careful of what you speak brother."

Sensing the rising tension, Edon stepped forward, his voice calm yet firm. "Jenny, stay calm. Don't let his words provoke you. Keep your focus."

Jenny nodded, her gaze fixed on Gordon, her resolve unwavering. "I'm alright, Edon. I won't let his mind games get to me."

But just as the tension seemed to reach its peak, Gordon, fueled by malice, hurled a golden javelin straight at Edon's head. In a split-second decision, Jenny tapped into her latent powers, harnessing the winds that surrounded her. With a swift gust, she altered the trajectory of the javelin, narrowly missing its intended target.

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Gordon's sneer twisted into a twisted smile as he taunted Edon. "Why are you barging into our family problems, you old fool?"

Edon's response was unexpectedly lighthearted, a childlike grin adorning his face. "Who knows, Gordon? Perhaps I just enjoy a good challenge."

The tension in the room remained palpable, each word exchanged like a blade slicing through the air. Jenny felt the weight of Gordon's verbal assault but refused to allow it to break her spirit.

Taking a step forward, she locked eyes with Gordon, her voice dripping with determination. "You won't intimidate me, Gordon. I will uncover the truth, no matter how deep it lies buried."

Jenny's resolve burned like a fierce flame, refusing to waver in the face of Gordon's malevolent presence. As the silence lingered, she mustered the courage to ask him a question that had gnawed at her for far too long.

"Do you know why Lola has been locked up all this time, Gordon?" Jenny's voice quivered slightly, betraying a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Gordon dismissed her query with an indifferent shrug, a sinister smirk playing upon his lips. "It doesn't matter, Jenny. What Lola has done or why she's imprisoned is of no concern to you."

Nervous laughter escaped Jenny's lips, a brittle sound that echoed in the tense air. "You're right, it doesn't matter. What matters is that I'm going to find her. But tell me, Gordon, did you ever lay eyes on Lola during your time here?"

Gordon's confusion flickered across his face, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "No, I didn't. What's your point, Jenny?"

Jenny's smile widened, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Well, I find it interesting that you are willing to kill your sister for her. Although she is your sister as well."

Gordon's expression shifted from confusion to disbelief. His eyes darted back and forth, searching for any hint of deception in Jenny's gaze. "What are you getting at?"

And then, with a chilling resolve, she uttered words that pierced through the tension and froze the room.

"I will bring you Lola's head."

The audacity of her declaration hung in the air, a daring challenge to the very core of Gordon's twisted existence. In that moment, the game had shifted, and Jenny's determination ignited a spark of fear within the once-menacing Gordon.