The predawn sky was a bruise of indigo and charcoal as Emily, Lena, Jared, and Marcel gathered in a hidden, ramshackle command center beneath the ruined city.
The echoes of recent betrayals still pulsed in their veins, yet a new threat loomed—one that promised to upend everything they had fought for.
Marcel spread a series of freshly decrypted maps and intercepted transmissions across a battered table.
This is our next target," he said, voice low and urgent. "A Covenant outpost hidden beneath the old industrial district.
According to these files, it's the nerve center for their next operation—a device they call the Catalyst.
Lena leaned forward, eyes narrowed over the schematics. "A device? What kind of weapon are we talking about?"
Marcel's gaze faltered for a heartbeat before he continued, "It's designed to cripple entire cities.
The Covenant plans to activate the Catalyst at dawn—disrupting power grids, severing communications, and plunging the region into utter chaos."
