The underground chamber pulsed with an energy that defied conventional physics. Eleanor leaned over a holographic display, her fingers tracing luminescent lines that mapped out complex quantum entanglement patterns. The surveillance feed from Castle Viscine played in a small window at the edge of her console, showing Jasmine and Wayne Alveroy's hushed conversation.
Diagnostic screens surrounded her, each displaying a different layer of the intricate system she and Denise had been developing. Bioelectric networks, quantum communication protocols, genetic modification algorithms – the breadth of their research was staggering. And dangerous.
"Not quite what you expected, is it?" A voice emerged from the shadows – Vincent, materializing with that impossible vampire speed that made even Eleanor's augmented senses struggle to track.