Ancient Code

The darkness in Jasmine's chamber lingered, heavy with possibility, before her emergency protocols initiated. As the holographic displays flickered back to life, the voice's echo still seemed to hang in the quantum shadows.

"That's not possible," Gerard whispered, his usual composure shaken. "The Trinity Protocol was sealed away centuries ago, before even my time."

Jasmine's neural implants worked furiously to analyze the strange quantum signatures that now permeated her systems. "What do you know about it, Gerard? What aren't you telling me?"

Before he could answer, new data streams erupted across her displays. In Queen Eleanor's palace, the crystal egg was pulsing with unprecedented energy. In Viscine, Denise's shadow network was experiencing similar disruptions.

"The technologies are linking," Jasmine realized, watching the patterns merge and transform. "Not fighting, not resisting, but... recognizing each other."