Nikolai Wynn leaned back in his leather swivel chair on the top floor of Wynn Corporation.He swirled a glass of fifty-year-old scotch, a triumphant grin stretched across his face.On the glass conference table in front of him lay a thick, bound document stamped with an official patent application seal."Is the file fully secure?" Nikolai asked, looking up at his chief technical officer."Yes, Mr. Wynn," the technician replied, nodding eagerly."Our informant inside Starburst Tech delivered the complete blueprint of Aren Greyson's core energy logic.""It is a masterwork of software engineering."Nikolai let out a loud, mocking laugh that echoed through the private executive suite."That helpless cripple actually thought he could build an empire from a wheelchair," Nikolai sneered."He spent years writing this code, and now it belongs entirely to Wynn Corporation.""With this patent locked down, Starburst Tech will be dead before their public grid test even begins."Nikolai took a slow

Panic exploded across the main research lab at Starburst Tech.Alarm klaxons blared overhead, flashing bright red lights across dozens of frozen computer terminals.Engineers ran frantically back and forth, screaming at one another as error messages flooded every screen."The master backups are zeroed out!" a technician shrieked, tearing at his hair."The local drives are completely fried! Everything is gone!"The rogue lead architect, a man named Marcus, stood near the central server rack.He was holding a wiped flash drive, trying to blend into the chaos with a fake look of horror on his face.Suddenly, the heavy glass doors of the lab slid open.Aren rolled smoothly into the room in his electric wheelchair, his presence instantly silencing the room.Xavier marched right behind him, his icy glare locked directly onto Marcus."Mr. Greyson!" David, the lead systems engineer, cried out in despair."It’s a disaster! Someone executed a root-level purge command! Fifteen days of work just