Somewhere in Langley, Virginia
A group of men in black suits sat in a dark conference room, watching the distorted footage of Krishna and Karna's escape.
A single voice spoke.
"Deploy Project Chrono."
A younger agent looked up, shocked. "Sir, you mean—"
"Yes." The older man's voice was cold. "If ancient warriors can step into our world… then we will step into theirs."
A new team was being assembled. One designed not to fight in the present—but to go back.
To the past.
To Kurukshetra.