War of Minds and Wills

The dimly lit warehouse on the outskirts of the city felt like the perfect place for secrets. Bintang sat at a worn wooden table, the cold metal of his chair digging into his back. Across from him sat Sebastian, the time traveler, and Clarissa, her eyes sharp and calculating as she examined him.

“We don’t have much time,” Sebastian said, leaning forward, his voice low but urgent. “The Nine Dragons are moving quickly. If we don’t act soon, they’ll consolidate more power in the IKN. We need to know what they’re planning next.”

Bintang remained silent for a moment, his mind racing. He had been keeping tabs on the Nine Dragons for months now, playing his part as a loyal confidant within their inner circle. Wei Long still trusted him, as did the other chief members. But the further he infiltrated, the more he realized how deep their roots went—corruption, crime, and control over every aspect of life in the city.