The war room fell into a stunned silence as Alexander's words sank in. James stared at the terminal, his mind struggling to process the implications. The Unmaker. The name itself carried a weight of finality, a sense of utter destruction that made his blood run cold. They had faced the Architect, the True Heir, the First, the Inheritor, the Awakener—each one a threat, each one defeated. But The Unmaker was different. The Unmaker was the one who could undo everything. "Undo everything," James repeated, his voice barely a whisper. "What does that mean?" Alexander scrolled through the decoded text, his face pale. "The message says that The Unmaker possesses the ability to reverse the children's programming. To strip them of their enhancements and return them to their original state." Harp

