The Beast with Many Heads

The Nine Dragons had always been a beast with many heads, each fighting to devour the others. Tonight, Mei Lian intended to take her bite.

Inside the biotech division’s private lab, the air was thick with sterilized coldness, the scent of antiseptics mixing with the low hum of high-voltage machines. Luo Jian stood at her side, his arms folded, expression unreadable.

Across from them, Wei Long paced. His iron gaze flicked between Mei Lian and the row of monitors displaying genetic sequencing data. His grip tightened around the hilt of his karambit—an old reflex.

“Do you think,” he said, voice edged with controlled fury, “that you can steal this from me?”

Mei Lian smiled, her usual poise masking the danger lurking beneath. “Steal? No, Wei Long. We’re securing what should’ve never been yours.” She gestured to the screens. Project Dominion. The heart of the Nine Dragons’ power—biotech enhancements, neural augmentation, and the syndicate’s latest push toward absolute control.