Far from the Raichand and Malhotra estates, in a concealed fortress carved into the mountains of Eastern Europe, the rival organization gathered in shadows. Their council chamber, lit only by the blue glow of data screens, displayed names, dossiers, and faces—Mukul Raichand, Anaya Raichand, the six Varma-Rathore daughters, and the circle of Raichand–Malhotra cousins.
"Targets confirmed," the cold voice of the council leader echoed. "The next generation has grown too strong. They must be broken before they unify completely."
On the main screen, Mukul's profile glowed brightest. Notes of his unmatched training under Aditya Varma and Kabir Rathore filled the air. Reports of his uncanny genius, combat mastery, and newly merged empire shook even the most hardened operatives. His fiancées were marked as strategic weak points—Vanya, Kiara, Sakura, Aarohi, Liya, Sirisha—all destined to stand beside him, their names listed with chilling precision.
Anaya Raichand's second identity—Aralyn Nyx—was highlighted in crimson. Her Ebon Veil's vast shadow network had already interfered with rival operations. "Eliminate her first," one commander whispered. "If the shadows turn against us, we will be blind."
The cousins—Rishika, Diya, Rhea, Liya Moreau, and others—were considered secondary threats, but their collective influence across diplomacy, law, medicine, and technology made them dangerous. Together, they formed a net wide enough to trap entire continents.
The plan unfurled: a counter-mission on a global scale. Sleeper agents embedded in financial markets would trigger chaos, drawing Mukul and his cousins into economic warfare. Hired assassins would strike during their university training schedules, testing their defenses. A smear campaign, fed to the media, would question Avni Raichand's return after fifteen years, threatening to fracture alliances before they solidified.
"This is not just containment," the leader intoned. "This is war. A war against destiny itself."
Back in Europe, within the halls of the Raichand estate, the family felt the first tremors. Intelligence intercepts reported unusual movements of mercenary groups in Asia. Financial irregularities appeared in Raichand Global Holdings. An attempted cyber breach rattled Vikram Malhotra's tech empire.
Avni, standing before the great Raichand seal, clenched her fists. She had lived through separation, betrayal, and exile, but now she felt the weight of a greater storm. "They are coming for our children," she whispered to her brothers. "This time, we will not be unprepared."
Meanwhile, Mukul was sharpening his blade under moonlight, unaware that somewhere across the world, his name was spoken as the greatest threat to an empire of shadows. The game board had shifted. The rival organization had chosen its moment.
The global conflict had begun.