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My voice was low, sharp, but calm enough to blend with the atmosphere. “Find Lila, the event planned.” I ordered. “She was backstage earlier, tell her I need her inside now.” The staff nodded so quickly their head nearly bobbed off and hurried off through the staff corridor. I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to stay with the crowd, to keep leading them deeper into the marvel I had built. The glass panels overhead revealed the hanging gardens, green vines draping in natural curtains, flowers blooming with impossible precision under carefully engineered skylights. A man in the crowd muttered “unbelievable” under his breath. Another whispered, “This is… this is art.”

"Tyrell, you need to hurry up. Once daylight comes, there will be no more chances. I don't have time to waste another day with you." "Yes, of course, Ms. Watts." His previous arrogance was replaced with utter reverence. "My team is making the necessary preparations. The temperature of this cold pool is so low that even a master-level martial artist wouldn't last more than a few minutes down there." "For this operation, I spent a fortune importing the most advanced diving equipment from Egrya. It's all to ensure absolute success." "Please bear with us just a little longer. Everything will be ready very soon!" Nearby, six strong men carried over a spherical diving pod. It featured a round obse

His mind was already perfectly synchronized with Harper’s through their neural-link halos. "Passing two thousand meters and diving fast. Once the missile silos open, those warheads will ignite underwater. You have to intercept them before they reach launch depth!" Kenji typed furiously on his console. "Bay doors are green. Godspeed, Commander." The magnetic floor locks released. The three heavy steel titans plummeted into the raging, pitch-black ocean below. [The Dance of the Abyss] CRASH! The freezing Pacific water swallowed them whole. In the past, diving to these extreme depths in standard mechs would have resulted in the agonizing screech of buckling metal. But not this time.

It was not human, not Mimic, and not Overseer. The Abyssal Descent Leo, Meilin, and a specialized team of Remainder "Deep-Divers" descended into the Mariana Trench. The pressure was immense, but the new Phase-Shift Submersibles—a gift from the Sub-Quantum Engine’s leftovers—allowed them to bypass the physical crushing weight by vibrating through the water molecules. "We’re passing 11,000 meters," Meilin reported, her voice steady despite the darkness outside the viewport. "The sonar isn't reflecting. It’s being absorbed."

~~*~~ Across the ocean, in a hidden mountain lab cloaked in snow, a monitor blinked to life. OPERATION REQUIEM – STATUS: DORMANT. An unseen figure stepped forward, cloaked in shadow. Fingers tapped the screen. The camera captured only a blurred face, distorted by encryption filters. Voice authentication accepted. Begin phase verification. The figure nodded slowly. “Prometheus was just the beginning. Now comes the fall of nations.” A new signal pulsed through dormant servers around the globe. And deep beneath a vault marked with a single letter—R—the next generation of digital warfare stirred to life.

Then, he shoved Richard off him and rushed toward the window, stepping out with one foot already over the ledge. "What are you doing?" I screamed as I saw his right foot disappear over the edge. Nigel looked back at me, his smile breaking through the tears. "If my death can make you happy, then I'm willing to die." And then, he jumped.

She had surfaced and was doggy paddling back to the boat before climbing aboard. “Watch—” Trent warned about a second before Leia gave a full body shake, spraying all of us with water. We all screamed, covering ourselves and turning away from her. When the shaking stopped, I looked back at Leia who was looking at us, obviously very pleased with herself. “She showed you how it’s done,” Trent said with a laugh. I watched with rapt attention as he pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes before taking a running dive off the edge of the boat. Me and the girls all screamed when he hit the water, a splash rising up, hitting us all. Khloe and Julia looked at me. “Well?” Julia asked.

After selecting the weapons, Gideon turned his attention to Winter. She stood silently in the center of the underground palace, facing a large pool of water. Gideon walked over. In the pool was an egg-shaped machine that resembled a submarine. Its design was strange and unlike anything Gideon had ever seen. "This is the machine you mentioned? The one that can take us safely into the depths of the abyss?" He was skeptical. "Yes." Winter, however, sounded completely confident. "To be honest, this is an advanced technological abyssal submarine. It can dive to a maximum depth of 65,000 feet!"

‘I’m going to give the phone to your girlfriend. A few seconds later, I heard Lauresse’s voice. ‘Your mother said we are not going anymore,’ she said with disappointment. ‘When are you coming home?’ “I can’t say when yet, but this week. I will go there with Savin to buy you what you need for the house or anything,” I answered. “I’ll be going now.” I didn’t wait for her answer and pressed the end button. I returned to the room and found Delan standing as if he was about to leave, putting the jacket on him, and he glanced at me.

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us