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The dimly lit room was filled with a palpable sense of satisfaction as Silas stood by the window, his gaze locked on the tablet screen before him. The attack on Obsidian Tech had only taken place minutes ago, but the effects were already rippling through the empire. He could practically feel the chaos spreading.

Despite the key files being protected by Pyris's firewall, Silas knew that 95% of his mission had been accomplished. The virus had torn through the company's systems, erasing years of work, causing panic and, most importantly, planting seeds of mistrust within the walls of House Obsidian's bussineses.

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A vampire woman stood next to him, her crimson eyes glowing with amusement. She was tall, with dark, flowing hair and an air of deadly grace about her. Her lips curled into a grin as she watched the unfolding chaos on the screen. "Looks like your plan worked perfectly," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Silas, a bald vampire with a strong, imposing frame, grinned back, his fangs gleaming in the low light. "Of course it worked," he said confidently. "The timing couldn't have been better. Pyris isn't even there to fix this mess. His mother, Emberly, is going to have her hands full for a while, trying to clean up after this disaster."

He glanced at the woman beside him. "You know, the beauty of it isn't just in the damage we caused—it's in the distraction. Emberly is going to be so focused on fixing what's left of Obsidian Tech, she won't see the next move coming. And when we strike, it'll be with a bang."

The vampire woman laughed softly. "She's formidable, Silas. You'd better be ready."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Silas waved a hand dismissively. "She's formidable, yes. But she's still mortal, with limits. And once we move to Phase Two, her attention will be spread too thin. That's when we'll really make our move."

He tapped a few buttons on the tablet, zooming in on the chaos spreading through Obsidian Tech's internal systems. Alarms, frantic messages, and damage reports were coming through in waves, overwhelming the company's communication channels.

Silas grinned wider. "The best timing ever!" he exclaimed, his voice echoing through the room. He turned to the vampire woman, his excitement barely contained. "Contact the boss. Tell them we're successful, and we can proceed to the next phase."

The vampire nodded and pulled out her phone.

Silas continued to watch the feed, his mind already turning to the next steps in his plan. Emberly Obsidian, distracted and trying to hold her crumbling empire together, would soon be vulnerable. And with Pyris far away on his mission in the Sunstone Empire, there would be no one to stop the oncoming storm.

He had been observing Pyris' departure through the shadow they planted to trail him around, and Pyris hadn't seen it, or so Silas thought.

Silas's grin faded into a look of cold determination. "This is just the beginning," he muttered. "When we strike next, House Obsidian won't know what hit them."

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Meanwhile, in the Sunstone Empire, Pyris was entirely unaware of the storm brewing back home. His mind was focused on the mission at hand, and the dangers surrounding him in the Midnight Dominion.

He and his companions had gathered in their safehouse, the dim light casting long shadows across the room as they huddled around a crude map of Kassius's fortress.

Pyris, dressed as Petne Chaos, studied the map intently. His mind worked through the details of the plan. The Midnight Dominion was a dangerous place, and General Kassius's fortress was a nearly impenetrable stronghold. But Pyris wasn't one to back down from a challenge.

"Here's how we're going to do this," Pyris said, his voice low and authoritative as he pointed to the outer gates of the fortress on the map. "Aurelia, Alexa—you'll both pose as mercenaries. Blend in with the underworld figures. There's no shortage of criminal activity in this city, and mercenaries are always fighting over scraps of territory. I want you two to stage a mock battle with a rival faction, just near the gates."

Aurelia smirked, her fingers tracing the edge of a knife. "Sounds easy enough. I've seen how these thugs operate. They'll buy into it."

Alexa nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "A little chaos at the gates will give you enough time to slip through. We'll make it convincing."

Pyris looked between them, his face serious. "Good. While you're drawing attention from the guards, I'll be making my way through the secret passage. This tunnel here"—he pointed to a section of the map—"was once used by Kassius's predecessors for smuggling. It's been sealed off for years, but my contacts tell me the entrance is still there, buried under rubble. I'll be able to break through it."

Aurelia raised an eyebrow. "You sure about that? It's been closed for a long time. Could be unstable."

Pyris nodded, his mind already racing through the possibilities. "I've got ways to break through the seal without causing a collapse. But I'll need the guards distracted long enough to make it work."

Alexa leaned forward, her hands resting on the table. "Once we've drawn attention away from the gates, what's the signal for you to move in?"

Pyris smirked. "Once you've caused enough chaos, the patrols will thin out. I'll move in once I see the guard rotations change. We don't need to rush this. The plan has to be flawless."

Mira, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "You know this place better than anyone, Pyris. But I'll be watching, too. If things go wrong, I'll pull you all out."

Pyris gave her a nod of appreciation. "Good. I trust your judgment, Mira."

Aurelia cracked her knuckles. "So when do we make our move?"

Pyris glanced at the door, sensing the tension building in the air. "Soon. I don't want to linger in the Dominion any longer than necessary. We'll strike tonight. Time's running out."

As they prepared to move, a faint knock echoed from the front of the room. The contact Pyris had been waiting for had arrived. He exchanged a glance with Mira, who gave him a small nod. Everything was falling into place.

"Just in time," Pyris muttered. "It's time to move."

The air in the room thickened with anticipation as the final pieces of the plan fell into place. They were ready to strike at General Kassius, but back in the Dragon Empire, an unseen threat was moving closer to their family.

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As we start the first phase in the Sunstone Empire, guys don't underestimate the impact it will have to the plot. This is where we will first see the appearance of gods.