Ares

The alarms screamed through Sterling Tower, but the sound barely registered. My focus narrowed to the point of a blade. Sparrow had made her move—testing, probing, and now, she was inside.

Atlas’ voice came sharp over the comms. “Sir, she’s exploiting the eastern server corridor. Sensors show irregular movement—she’s trying to isolate herself from detection.”

I clenched my fists. “Good. Let her think she’s in control. We’ll make sure she’s not.”

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