The Heart of the Dragon

Sebastian stood at the edge of a lush green thicket, the sun casting long shadows as it began to set. He felt a mixture of urgency and despair. Bintang, David, Kiran, and Eka were still imprisoned, and he knew he couldn't dismantle the Nine Dragons alone. The oppressive weight of the Syndicate's influence loomed large over Jakarta like dark clouds threatening a storm.

He pulled out his phone, hesitating for a moment before dialing Mayang's number. His cousin had been deeply entrenched in the environmental movements back in IKN, a land now marred by the operations of the Nine Dragons, disguised as economic progress. The last time he spoke to her, her voice had been filled with conviction, and he hoped that spirit remained unchanged.

“Sebastian?” Mayang’s voice came through, laced with concern. “Is everything alright?”