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Chapter 452
He didn't dodge. He didn't attack. He simply *ran* forward, directly between the two Enforcers, a reckless, illogical move. They hesitated, their predictive models scrambling to account for this unexpected variable. In that fraction of a second, Max was past them, sliding into a nearby alcove. The Enforcers, momentarily confused, fired at each other in their attempt to correct their aim, their energy blasts sparking off their own armor."Got it!" Thorne yelled, and the massive vault door hissed open.Max didn't wait, darting inside. The vault was a small, circular room, filled with various temporal devices. And there, on a pedestal in the center, was the Chronos-Mark VII. It was even more ornate than he'd imagined, gold and brass, with intricate gears and glowing blue crystals.He rushed to it, his heart pounding. He remembered Anastasia's fleeting gaze, the almost imperceptible plea. He ran his fingers over the clock's surface, searching. Thorne had mentioned a hidden compartment.Hi
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Bucky raised an eyebrow. "Temporal disturbances? How am I supposed to do that with a couple of guys and some firecrackers?""I've got some prototypes," Thorne said, pulling a small, metallic device from his bag. It looked like a fancy grenade. "These emit a localized temporal pulse. Nothing dangerous, but it will create enough 'noise' in their predictive systems to throw them off. Think of it as a temporal smoke screen.""Okay," Bucky said, taking the device. "So, diversions. What about us?""Max and I go in," Thorne stated. "We target the main research wing. The Shard has given me a clearer picture of the Chronos-Mark VII's location within the facility. It's in a secure vault, but near a primary temporal conduit. That's our entry point.""And the Enforcers?" Max asked. "They'll be waiting.""They'll be waiting for what they *predict* we'll do," Thorne emphasized. "We need to do something else. Something illogical. Something that goes against the most probable outcome. Max, you're goi
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"You feel it too, don't you?" Max asked Thorne quietly.Thorne nodded, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "A faint temporal resonance. Like ripples in a pond. They're here. Or at least, their tech is."Their "business meeting" was set for later that afternoon at a fortified complex on the outskirts of the city, nestled against the dense jungle. It was a stark contrast to the city's chaos, all sleek, dark glass and reinforced concrete."Alright, boys," Bucky said as they pulled up to the main gate, two heavily armed guards stepping out from a shaded booth. "Remember the story. Max, you're the visionary. Thorne, you're the brains. I'm the money and the muscle. Don't deviate. And don't look too interested in anything that isn't our 'mineral extraction' project."The guards, surprisingly young and stone-faced, checked their credentials with unnerving thoroughness. Max felt a familiar unease. These weren't just security guards. Their movements were too precise, their eyes too sharp. He sa
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The Chronos Shard hummed, a low, steady pulse against the worn surface of the lab table. Max stared at it, then at Thorne, who was hunched over a holographic display, his fingers dancing across the projected interface. Bucky leaned against a workbench, arms crossed, a frown etched on his face. The air in Thorne’s makeshift lab was thick with the scent of ozone and stale coffee."So, you're telling me," Bucky started, his voice gruff, "that this fancy clock Anastasia looked at is in... Peru? In some Syndicate hideout?"Thorne straightened up, adjusting his glasses. "Precisely. The Chronos-Mark VII. It’s a rare piece, Max. The Shard confirmed its location. A city called Pucallpa, deep in the Amazon basin. The Syndicate has a significant presence there, disguised as a legitimate mining operation. But it’s more than that. It’s a hub, a nexus for their temporal research."Max ran a hand through his hair. "Pucallpa. Sounds like a vacation spot." He tried to inject some humor, but his voice
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The bartender shrugged, used to the drunken ramblings of heartbroken men. "Revenge is a cold meal, amigo. Best eaten never."Ronald ignored him. His mind was clear, despite the alcohol. He knew who was in that inn. Tommy and Bobby Becker. The ones who had orchestrated the attack on the mansion. The ones who had taken Sarah from him. He had followed them all the way down here, a ghost in their shadows. Max had sent out men to find them, but Ronald wasn't waiting. This was his revenge. His justice.He watched the inn, patiently. He knew they were getting restless. Tommy, especially. He could feel it. They would make a mistake. They would drop their guard. And when they did, Ronald would be there. He would make them suffer, just like he was suffering. Sarah. Her name echoed in his mind, a constant, agonizing reminder. He would avenge her.***Back in Max's office, the visions were relentless. He had tried to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, Anastasia's face appeared, shifting be
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"But the way she looked at Magnus," Max insisted, running a hand through his hair. "It wasn't fear. It was... acceptance. Like she was part of it.""Perhaps she was," Thorne conceded. "Perhaps she genuinely believed in their twisted vision. Or perhaps she was so deep in, she saw no way out but to play along. The Shard shows you what happened, Max. It doesn't show you the thoughts behind the actions. That's where you have to decide. Was she a victim forced into a role, or a willing participant in your destruction?"Max slumped onto a stool. "How do I live with that, Thorne? How do I ever trust anyone again?""You learn to filter," Thorne said, tapping the Shard. "You learn to understand the nuances. The Shard is a tool, Max. A powerful one. It can show you the past, the present, and the most likely future. But it can also overwhelm you. You need to learn to ask it specific questions, to seek specific answers, not just let it flood your mind with everything.""And what about free will?"
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