The guttural roar, eerily non-human, echoed from the mist-shrouded peaks, sending a shiver through the tactical team. It was the sound of something ancient, something unbound. Zayn felt it echo not just in the air, but deep within his bones, a primal resonance that spoke of forces far beyond human comprehension. The system, usually a calm, analytical presence in his mind, was now a frantic cacophony of warnings: Temporal anomaly detected. High energy signature consistent with… unknown origin. Causal integrity compromised. Threat level: Unquantifiable.
He stood on the precipice of the mist-shrouded bunker, the cold, damp air clinging to him like a shroud. The roar had subsided, leaving an unnerving, pregnant silence. The tactical team, hardened by years of combat, exchanged uneasy glances,
