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When Silence Breaks  
Author: Cindy Chen
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The auditors had not yet left their seats.

Slates were still open. The last exchange—procedural, measured, unresolved—hung in the air like a blade paused mid-fall. Cassian Holt stood near the head of the chamber, posture straight, expression unreadable. Magnus and Garrick Crowne remained composed, hands folded, eyes alert.

Ronan stood with them.

Then the floor hummed.

Not loudly. Not violently. A low, unfamiliar vibration slipped through the chamber’s foundation, subtle enough that only those trained to notice instability reacted at once.

Cassian Holt’s head snapped up.

The room’s ambient lights dimmed a fraction—then steadied.

A heartbeat passed.

Then every emergency slate in the room lit up at once.

Red.

Not audit red.

Defense red.

A sharp tone cut through the chamber—brief, clipped, unmistakable.

“Outer Defense breach alert,” an automated voice announced. “Unregistered dominion-class entity detected within Thalara inner perimeter.”

The auditors froze.

“What does that mean?” one of
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