THE RECKONER'S SHADOW
The war room fell into a heavy silence as Alexander's words echoed off the concrete walls. James stood motionless, his eyes fixed on the screen where the name "The Reckoner" pulsed like a warning beacon. The air in the room grew thick, pressing down on everyone present. David's hand had moved instinctively to his weapon. Maria had gone pale, her fingers gripping the edge of the table. Harper stood close to James, her presence a steady anchor in the rising storm. "The Reckoner," James repeated, his voice flat. "Another one." Alexander scrolled through the decoded fragments, his face illuminated by the glow of the monitor. "The message is clear. The Reckoner is the final piece. The one who can activate every child simultaneously. Not in groups. Not in stages. All of them. At once." "How
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