Brown nodded slowly, feeling her strength flow into him. “Danniel… let’s hear your plan.”Danniel’s eyes glinted, a cold brilliance lighting up the room. “Then pay attention. The survival of more than one realm depends on it.”Danniel Montero adjusted his glasses and spread a series of glowing maps across the table. Each map shimmered with ley lines, energy nodes, and rifts—portals the Wraith Lords could exploit. His voice was calm, precise, each word slicing through the tension.“First,” he began, “we need to stabilize the temporal seams. These rifts are feeding the Wraith Lords’ power. They grow stronger with every second of instability. Brown, your direct assaults are impressive… but here, brute force is a liability.”Brown’s fists clenched, embers flickering faintly across his knuckles. “Then what do you suggest? Sit and wait for them to strike?”Danniel’s eyes never left the maps. “Not wait—control. We use the laws of causality against them. Their existence in this realm is tempo