"You heard him. Move it!" Jason shouted to the nearby teams. He turned back to Ethan, his eyes narrowing. "Whatever you're building, it sounds like it's going to need a lot of power."
"You have no idea," Ethan said the leader.
Before Jason could reply, the heavy sound of boots echoed from the corridor. Old Falcon approached them, his usual stoic face replaced by a look of grim fascination. He held a tablet in his hand, his eyes darting between the screen and Ethan.
"The world is in absolute chaos, boss," said Old Falcon.
"More than usual? What happened?" Ethan asked the young man.
"The Soaring Blaze family... or what's left of them. They were wiped out in a single night. Not just defeated—annihilated. Their main hall is a tomb of withered husks. It didn't even make a sound. No alarms, no distress calls. Just total silence and a lot of empty ash," said Old Falcon.
