Ares

By evening, the city lights flickered like tiny fires beneath the clouds. I watched Vanguard’s movements on the screen — Gideon, Evelyn, and now Camilla were all coordinating a move. A direct strike, finally.

Leon whispered, “They’re sending teams toward the warehouse you flagged.”

I clenched my fists. “Good. Let them come. Every step they take is in my trap.”

Atlas leaned over my shoulder. “They’re bold. They think they can overwhelm us with numbers and ...