"Quick, prepare the Cold Room. We will host our guests there," Henry said, not losing another second as he turned and started down the corridor with urgent steps, already thinking about security layers, containment protocols, and escape routes.
Cold Room was the code name for a special chamber at the very top of the headquarters, designed exactly for rare guests of that level. From the very beginning, they had built it with people like Silverlight Zephan in mind.
The room had been constructed with a single purpose: to buy time if an overwhelmingly powerful guest suddenly became a threat. The best technology they had was buried in its walls, and even the materials chosen to reinforce it were strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion for a while. It was not a perfect shield, but it was the closest thing they had to one.
