The rain hadn’t stopped in three days.
In the city of Haven, the downpour never meant cleansing—it meant cover. In the metallic alleys and neon-lit corridors, it drowned gunfire, muffled footsteps, and washed blood into the drains.
And tonight, it hid the Hunters.
They moved in formation through the lower sectors—six figures clad in matte armor, silent and swift. Their insignia glowed faintly red: Division 0 – Predator Retrieval Unit.
They weren’t soldiers. They were exterminators.
At their head was Captain Juno Vex, a woman with eyes like cold steel and a voice that carried authority even in whispers. Behind her trailed her team—specialists, all enhanced with the same cybernetic grafts once designed to kill Sovereign’s remnants.
They’d been given one order from the Council:
“Captur
