The desert station's main room had become a fortress of desperation.
Axel stood at the map table, his eyes tracing the lines that represented the True Origin's operations. They had been hunting Elias Vance for weeks. Every lead had gone cold. Every trail had ended in a dead end. But now, finally, they had a breakthrough.
"We found it," Dr. Cross said, her voice filled with urgency. "The weather weapon. We know where it's hidden."
Axel turned, his eyes sharp. "Where?"
"It's in a facility in the mountains. It's called the Obsidian Vault." Dr. Cross paused. "But it's not just a weapon. It's a command center. Elias Vance is using it to coordinate the True Origin's operations."
"How do we get in?"
"I know a way. But it's going to be dangerous."
"Everything we do is dangerous." Axel's voi
