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“But my sister is my primary objective. I will return when the past is buried.” Twelve hours later, Elias was on the ground in Kyiv. The city, scarred by conflict, was a perfect place for a ghost to operate. She moved through the shadows of abandoned industrial zones, using the Master Key’s thermal optics to navigate the desolate landscape. The safe house, a reinforced, subterranean bunker beneath an abandoned Soviet-era warehouse, was exactly as Lena had described—a tomb. Elias bypassed the rudimentary kinetic perimeter traps with effortless grace, her body moving on instinct, Proxy-917 reawakened.

"Take care of Grace. Tell her Mommy loved her. Tell Albert—" "Tell him yourself when you return," Elena interrupted. "Tell him after you win. Tell him after you prove that conscience and capability can coexist. That rage and humanity aren't contradictory. That weapon can choose when to fire instead of firing constantly." I phase-shifted to Antarctica before she could say more. Before doubt could take root. Before conscience could make me hesitate. The facility appeared instantly. Ross Ice Shelf. Quantum shields visible even to normal perception. Defenses that had killed seventeen replicas without hesitation. Protection that made infiltration seem impossible.

"Alpha, I got the alert. Working on it now. Her phone went dark twenty minutes ago. Either it’s off, or—" "It was destroyed," I said bitterly. "Yes. But I’ve traced her last known location. There was a spike in data upload—someone accessed Eclipse files remotely just minutes before her signal vanished." "Send the coordinates," I snapped. Liam nodded. "Also... I’ll scan any encrypted networks. If they’re using signal dampeners, I might catch residual interference." "Good. Keep me updated every ten minutes." "Got it." I turned away, unable to look at any of them. My mind was already racing through locations Elijah might use. His old estate in the north woods. The safehouse near the Ashen borde

"Because it's not meant for small threats. The Shadowshield is powered by ley lines running under Ravenridge. Activating it for one or two vampires would be like using a nuclear bomb to kill a spider." "And now?" "Now we're facing the whole nest...or at least I think it is." We dressed quickly and headed for the main hall. The compound felt different in the pre-dawn darkness. Urgent instead of peaceful. Every shadow seemed to hide potential danger. In the main hall, Eden stood before a massive map covered in glowing symbols. Her mismatched eyes were bright with concentration as she traced patterns in the air above the paper. "The barriers are responding," she announced to the room. "But they

“If they’re willing to lie in my voice, imagine what they’ll do in yours.” She held up a drive. “This is Eclipse. And it belongs to everyone now.” Cheers exploded through the feed. In a secure room beneath a closed bank in Zurich, Belinda connected the Venom Protocol. A message appeared. “Are you sure?” She clicked yes. A timer appeared. VENOM ACTIVATION IN: 72 HOURS She whispered, “Let’s see if the phoenix can survive poison.” The map glowed on the main wall: five potential Venom deployment zones. Data clusters pulsed around Berlin, Dubai, Johannesburg, Singapore, and Geneva.

What? "Wulfric told me once," Damian said. "On his deathbed. He said the Shadow Claw didn't guard the only mine. They guarded the biggest mine." He looked at me. "There is a secondary deposit. Smaller. But closer." "Where?" "In the Dead Zone," Damian said. "Under the witch's swamp." My mind raced. Elena. That’s why she lived there. That’s why the radiation was so high. She wasn't just hiding. She was guarding a shard of the Star. "If Leo can tap into that," Damian said, "he won't be drawing from himself. He'll be drawing from the earth." "We have to go back to the Swamp," I realized. "Back to Elena." "The Hollow Men are marching North," Damian said. "If we go South... we flank them. We get t

"But it doesn't matter now. If Matthias has him, he’s using him to draw us out. Look." She spread out a blueprint of a massive estate nestled in the coastal cliffs. "This is Matthias’s primary residence. It’s a fortress. Jace is being held in the sub-level—the 'Red Zone.' It’s where Matthias keeps the things he wants to break slowly." Elijah leaned over the table, his eyes scanning the blueprints with a soldier’s focus. "There’s crazy security there right now." "We don't have to," Kaela said, pointing to a ventilation shaft. "There’s a blind spot in the sensor grid near the servants' entrance. If we—"

Then the child—Evryn—looked up from the corner. “I know where she is.” Everyone turned. Evryn stood slowly, her silver eyes glowing faintly. “I saw it. When I touched the Citadel’s core… I saw everything she ever hid. She’s on Terra 7. Underground. Deep beneath the ruins of Eden's Vault.” Kira blinked. “Eden’s Vault was destroyed five years ago.” “No,” Evryn said, stepping closer. “She just made everyone think it was. It’s still there. She's been hiding in the shadows, waiting for someone like me.”

### The Geography of the Hunt In the war room of the Apex Suites, Rhys had replaced the local maps with a global heat-map. Thousands of tiny, violet pulses dotted the Northern Hemisphere—the signatures of the "Glitched" and "Abyssal" shifters who had been touched by Elara’s frequency. Overlapping these dots were sharp, red icons: the Fenris Strike Teams.

~056 Ashes of Memory The aircraft tore through the clouds, cutting across a sky. Below, the snow-draped Alps looked serene-an ironic canvas for the war unfolding beneath. Inside the cabin, Bella adjusted her gear while Clara monitored live drone feeds. Xavier sat across from her, watching her in that quiet way he did when words felt too small. "Final approach in five minutes," Elodie said over comms. "Echo Prime's core base is built into the north face. Subterranean. We'll need to breach from the glacial entry."