"This is a direct strike. They're coming for us." Henry’s voice, a low, fierce growl, filled the Foundation's secure command center. His grip on Selena’s arms was tight, almost painful, a physical manifestation of the visceral urgency that had just cut to his core. The luminous word Aurora pulsed on the screen, a beacon of immediate, devastating threat. It wasn’t just a network. It was Selena’s legacy, the nerve center of Vance Corp’s global vision. And it was under direct assault.
Selena met his gaze, her own eyes wide with a mixture of recognition and pure terror, quickly hardening into fierce resolve. The initial shock had passed, replaced by a steely determination that Henry admired more than anything. This was her. This was their world. And Chimera was trying to burn it down.
"Victo
