**** Arkas's PoV
I floated quietly in the sky, looking down at the Unit 02 training compound.
The entire place felt heavy. Sadness clung to the air, mixed with frustration and quiet anger. You could feel it in the way the soldiers moved, how they avoided eye contact, how silence had replaced the usual banter.
It hadn't been long since they learned about the fall of Unit 77. That alone had shaken them. But then, right in front of their eyes, two of their strongest members—Billion and Steve—were taken. Abducted without warning. The impact had hit them hard.
My thoughts drifted to the boys. Everything we had planned had gone just the way we wanted clean, precise, effective.
Except for one thing. And it was the most important one.
The portable teleportation device they used to take Billion and Steve.
