Elsewhere, in a room filled with softly humming servers, two figures stare at their holographic displays, brows furrowed as lines of code scroll rapidly. The steady thrum of the systems blends with the faint, ever-present vibration beneath their feet.

Something isn't adding up.

The suspicious activity disappears as quickly as it appeared, leaving no trace—just a subtle disturbance in the system's integrity. No clear source, no visible destination—only a shadow moving through the data.

They exchange uneasy glances, aware this is more than a minor glitch.

One of them leans back, chair rolling slightly as if caught in a smooth motion. Eyes narrow, suspicion threading with irritation.

"What the fuck was that?"