The dock was a labyrinth of stacked shipping containers, their metal walls glowing faintly under the moonlight. Aarohi crouched behind one, her sharp eyes scanning the area. The air was thick with tension, and the distant sound of waves crashing against the pier was the only thing breaking the silence. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, heightening her senses as she prepared for the confrontation ahead. Ivan was at her side, his hand resting on the holster at his hip, ready for action. They had brought a small team, each member armed and focused, their loyalty unwavering.