The Throne Room, City of Gods.
The silence in the hall was heavy, pressing down with the weight of an unseen threat.
Sunny sat on his Throne, his eyes scanning the city of gods through the eyes of his clones, searching for a ripple, a shadow, anything.
"Even with Eleven clones scouring the city..." Sunny whispered to himself, his voice tight with frustration. "This spy remains undiscovered"
Suddenly an idea popped up in his mind, if he can't search for them through his senses, then what about search for them physically?
"Thea," Sunny commanded, his voice echoing with authority. "Replicate your particles millions of times. Fill the entire City of Gods; every district, every alley, every building. If you detect a single particle dying without cause, or being displaced by an unknown mass, contact me immediately."
