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'Look with this. He obeyed, accepted the binocular. Only then did he understood what Edward meant. The drones continued to move, displaying smiley emoticons out of sync with their movements as they were now creeping up on some of the already frightened guards. Around them, there was a thin haze of smoke evaporating from the body of the drone—not clearly visible, spreading to all corners. 'When they have destroyed the drone, the gas inside them became active. Ah, besides, the nerve gas I use is environmentally friendly. They work like poison, but without an antidote. So they will die for a very long time without being able to move their limbs.'

The sky turned a bruising, angry purple. "UNAUTHORIZED ANOMALY DETECTED IN SECTOR NINE. AUDIT-Z IS NON-COMPLIANT. REALLOCATION INITIATED." Four drones, larger and more aggressive than the botanical weavers, descended from the canopy. Their "limbs" were tipped with the same ivory needles that had almost uploaded Mia. "Stay behind me!" Xander roared. He didn't reach for a weapon. He reached for the grid.

Damien’s dark eyes burned, sharp and unflinching, his fist tightening around his sidearm. “She’s still alive,” he growled. “And she wants us to know it.” Under Fire Again Before we could react... Combat drones launched, swarming fast from hidden silos, their laser sights flashing deadly red. Vanessa’s sharp voice cut through the howling wind: “DRONES INCOMING!” Gunfire erupted. Damien charged forward, cutting through two drones with merciless precision, forcing them back with deadly efficiency. I pushed toward Kyle’s damaged console, desperately bypassing the jammed comm system.“I can’t break through!” Kyle shouted. “She’s locked us out!”

​The Ghost in the Mountain ​As they began their approach through the Gray Zone, the first wave of drones arrived. These weren't the "Harvest" scouts from the desert; they were "Executioner" class, heavy, spider-like machines that crawled across the gravel on multi-jointed legs, their twin-linked pulse cannons tracking the movement of the pack. ​"Scatter!" Leo roared.

Then the sky fills with the mechanical whine of drones . Adrian stiffens. I look up through the broken roof . Black drones swarm like angry wasps , red lights blinking, giant screens on their bellies flashing the same image over and over. Adrian’s face. Underneath, in bold white letters : WANTED : TURNED TRAITOR – DEAD OR ALIVE REWARD : 5 MILLION CREDITS NIGHTWATCH DIRECTIVE 66 – TERMINATE ON SIGHT His wanted poster loops, again and again, his silver eyes staring down at us like a ghost.

Volkov's sentence was cut short as a high-velocity sniper bullet shattered his vodka glass into pieces. "Who said I was playing?" Mavric's voice echoed through the speaker system, somehow hacked by Liora. Suddenly, emerging from the snowy fog, ten combat drones of the Thorne Group appeared like angels of death. Mavric did not send human soldiers first; he deployed technology worth hundreds of millions of pounds to flatten his enemy. Boom! Boom! Boom! One by one, the watchtowers exploded. Mavric and Liora stepped forward, walking through flames burning amidst the snow.

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting

I scream, shoving Alex toward Aria. Drones—not our drones, but sleek, black, insect-like machines—swarm through the broken windows. They have lasers. They start firing. "Defensive protocols!" Echo roars, his avatar expanding to shield the crowd. But the black drones tear through his code like paper. "It's a war," Alex yells, grabbing Kai and Emma. "It's an extermination," I realize, watching a drone vaporize a table. The celebration is over. The revolution is over. The invasion has begun.

They were a piercing, surgical violet. Rage stood in the nursery doorway, his submachine gun raised. "Stay behind the pods, Sabi. Do not move until that line is open." The first drone rounded the corner, its high-speed oscillating blade extended—a tool meant for buffing marble, now a weapon meant for shredding flesh. Rage fired a short, controlled burst. The drone exploded in a shower of sparks and hydraulic fluid, but three more took its place. "One minute!" Sabizina screamed. "Rage, he’s using a neural-link relay! He’s not just commanding them; he’s feeling the fight through their sensors!"

"Drake told me what happened. We came as soon as we heard. I'm so sorry for your loss. What can we do?" "Well, needless to say, we closed down the main lobby and casino for the day and the crime scene has remained untouched," Kellen said. "We were hoping you might share some insight as to the crime. We also wish to discuss other crimes in the area." Xander nodded. "Yes, of course." Then he turned to me. "This is Kalyssa Carran, our new Mate." My head snapped up, but I said nothing. "She's a veterinarian and her clinic just burned down," Xander replied. "And it was clearly arson. I suspect the crimes may be related."