“No!” everyone shouted in unison, their voices echoing like a raging storm. Eduard felt tears streaming down his face, hot and bitter, as he watched life slip away from his subordinate. “Benjamin, no!” he screamed with all his might, his voice cracking like glass under pressure. Conflicting emotions overwhelmed him: anger, pain, helplessness. He loved every member of his team, but the younger ones held a special place in his heart. He had seen many grow up since they were just babies—vulnerable and innocent—and now the loss hit him like an unforgiving hammer.He forgot everything he had told Gat earlier, ignored the warnings, and charged forward blinded by a burning rage. His body moved by instinct, as if possessed by an external force. Gat tried to stop him, reaching out his arm while shouting his name. But it was futile. Eduard was already beyond himself, running toward danger like an uncontrollable whirlwind. With a frustrated sigh, Gat clenched his fists and followed. He couldn

The ship sliced through the air with a low hum, barely perceptible against the vast night sky. Our heroes rushed aboard, their footsteps echoing against the cold metal floor as they exchanged urgent glances. The mission was clear: reach the designated point without being detected. As they sped toward the secret facility, Aragon, the leader of the American division, kept his mind busy with restless thoughts. Inside the facility, the captured agents were being moved with haste and precision.Upon disembarking from the ship, Aragon approached one of the individuals who greeted him with a firm order: "Take me to Doctor Laos." The man hesitated for a moment before responding, his voice tense but respectful: "Sir, we haven’t heard from Doctor Laos in several days. Doctor Lucas Maos is now in charge." Aragon narrowed his eyes, his lips forming a tight line as he processed the information. So, Maos had taken over everything, he thought, his mind grinding like a rusty gear. I thought it was ju

Previously, Eduard and his team were deeply immersed in intense strategic planning to confront Aragon, the being who mastered the technique known as “AURA,” a formidable force capable of feeding on everything around it and granting the wielder overwhelming power. The atmosphere was thick with tension; every face reflected the magnitude of the task ahead.“The only way to defeat him,” announced Eduard in a firm but measured voice, “is through something he didn’t see coming. But it must be so convincing that even Aragon won’t suspect our intentions. Understood? Everyone is ready.”Eduard, leader of Unit E, looked at each of his teammates with determination. Then, he turned his attention to Benjamin. “Ben, come here,” he instructed, pulling him aside from the group. In a lower tone, but equally resolute, he explained the crucial role the young man had to play. “You need to do something our enemy won’t expect, but that must also be convincing. Remember your ability ‘PLURAL-AN.’”The young

"Hello, Michele. Wow, I thought you wouldn’t make it," said Melisa as she watched the girl approach hurriedly."Yes, well... I had to sneak away from Austria's Secret Service," Michele replied with a weary sigh."And why was that?" asked Melisa, tilting her head curiously."It’s a long story, Miss Journalist. A very long one," Michele began, but before she could continue,A voice interrupted:"Not to mention traumatic for some." "But it’s related to everything that’s been happening, or so Michele told me," said a young man as he entered the room. It was Choy, Michele’s friend and copilot from her last mission."Something related to what I’m trying to investigate, right?" deduced Melisa quickly, gripping the boy firmly by the shoulders. She fixed him with a serious, penetrating gaze, as if trying to extract the information through sheer intensity alone. "Ah, yes, but first... who are you?"The boy was momentarily disoriented, as if Melisa’s sudden grip had left him dizzy. He blinked a

Everyone decided to join hands, forming a united circle in the face of the threat surrounding them. "We are THE FINDERS," Melisa declared firmly, confronting their fate without hesitation. "If we’re going to die, we’ll do it together as a team." Her tone was resolute, but there was a glimmer of sadness in her eyes. She closed her eyelids for a moment, reflecting on everything she had experienced up to that point. "Well, this is what a reporter does," she murmured to herself, accepting the seemingly inevitable outcome. "I have no regrets."Melisa smiled at her companions—Creg, Philip, Ian, Michele, Choy (whom she had only recently met), and Professor Kile—with a calmness that inspired even the most frightened among them. It was a smile that said: "Do not be afraid." With that attitude, she managed to lift everyone’s spirits, helping them face the bitter end with dignity."What happened?" Choy asked, confused. She opened her eyes and looked around. "Are we dead? Or what? Because I don’t