The Dragon's Claw

The bunker’s walls shuddered again, the rumbling of the structure adding an eerie soundtrack to the chaos unfolding inside. The countdown was ticking away, each second dragging the team closer to oblivion. David stood frozen in front of the console, his fingers hovering over the terminal, his mind racing with the revelation of Shen Ai’s plans. The Earth itself seemed to respond to the perilous state of affairs—subtle shifts in the atmosphere, an undercurrent of something far more powerful than mere machines.

Felix and Kiran were still exchanging fire with the mercenaries, their movements sharp and deliberate as they held off wave after wave of attackers. Mayang was helping, picking off targets with precision, her eyes constantly flicking between the battlefield and David. They could sense the urgency in the air. Their every move was vital, but they all knew the bigger battle lay beyond the weapons and explosions.

“David!” Mayang shouted. “We need you!”