"The subterranean access shaft on Sub-Level Ten smells of ozone, burning wire insulation, and damp concrete," Yeda observed, crouching silently within the ceiling ventilation ducts high above the private bunker floor.
"CEO Kest is standing directly before the humming quantum portal ring with his titanium security case handcuffed to his left wrist," Diana reported through the private encrypted earpiece.
"The dimensional gate is drawing fifty megawatts of stolen municipal power from the emergency reserves," Vasa added, monitoring the energy consumption spike from the medical control center.
"The portal destination coordinates point toward an uncharted corporate sanctuary station in deep planar space," High Scholar Ronald noted from the astronomical tracking console.
"He will not reach that station," Yeda whispered, her violet eyes narrowing as she drew her twin Puppet-Breaker shortswords from their silver scabbards.
