Gorgon 1

The flickering candlelight danced on the faces of the masked figures gathered around a rough-hewn table. Madam Keller, the undisputed leader, sat at the head, her obsidian mask doing little to hide the steely glint in her eyes.

"Madam, have you calmed down now?" a woman with the insignia "002" tattooed on her arm inquired. Her black half-mask concealed her eyes, but a fiery orange glow emanated from behind the fabric. "As I mentioned, I've been monitoring Stonegate. They possess a remarkable structure – Babel. Commoners call it a city within a city. It holds immense potential for profit. Perhaps we should reconsider your plan for outright destruction."

Across from her, a man with the number "008" scrawled across his bicep grumbled from behind a grotesque pig mask. He was an unkempt figure, hairy and large, gnawing on a discarded turkey leg. "Just a building! It can be rebuilt," he grunted, bits of bone flying through the air.