Thalia’s Psychic Vision

The room was silent, the air thick with anticipation as the team huddled around the table, reviewing the information they had gathered. Maps of the Kayan Dam project, documents detailing the Nine Dragons’ connections, and blueprints of the land surrounding Long Peleban were spread out before them. Each piece of data was a potential key to stopping the looming disaster, but there was one crucial element missing—something the documents couldn’t reveal.

Thalia sat apart from the group, her eyes closed, her fingers gently brushing the edges of an old amulet she wore around her neck—a connection to her Javanese heritage and the mystical forces that had long guided her. She had been quiet for hours, her mind drifting deep into a trance. Her psychic abilities, which had always been unpredictable, were now at their peak. She could feel the weight of the land, the echoes of spirits who had once lived on it, and the unseen forces that moved through it.