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The Omega: Mated To The Four

Chapter Eight Five-1

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The morning sun cast long shadows across the training grounds as we assembled, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Eira stood before us, her expression inscrutable, but there was a glint in her eye that suggested today's trial would be unlike any before.

"Today," she began, her voice cutting through the silence, "you are tasked with retrieving an artifact from a heavily guarded chamber at the headquarters."

Elijah exchanged a glance with Isaiah, both of them nodding subtly.

Eira continued, "You will be going up against Commander Lynne herself. She will be overseeing the chamber's defenses and will act as the primary obstacle in your path."

A murmur of surprise rippled through our group. Unlike Eira, who trained with calculated cruelty, Lynne was methodical, and strategic-a soldier through and through. Facing her would be no small feat.

"This trial," she continued, voice crisp and authoritative, "is not about stealth. It is not about magic." She let the words settle before continuing, "It is about precision."

With a flick of her wrist, a shimmering blue illusion spread across the table, forming a detailed layout of an underground chamber. At its center, a pedestal stood, encased in shifting golden light.

“This,” she said, pointing at the glowing object atop the pedestal, is your target. An artifact that, in a real scenario, could determine the outcome of a war."

Isaiah folded his arms. "And the catch?"

Eira smirked. "It is heavily guarded."

A pulse of magic and figures began appearing across the map-guards stationed at key points, magical tripwires woven like spider silk throughout the room. It was a fortress within a fortress.

"You have two hours to come up with a plan," she continued. "If you are detected, you fail. If the artifact is removed incorrectly, you fail. If you take longer than the time allotted, you fail."

She straightened. "Impress me."

We gathered around a makeshift table where a detailed blueprint of the headquarters was laid out.

The chamber was located deep within a labyrinth in the structure, with multiple layers of security between us and the artifact.

Austin traced a path on the map with his finger. "The main entrance is out of the question-too many guards and surveillance."

Alex nodded. "Agreed. But there's a ventilation system here," he pointed to a series of ducts, "that could provide a covert entry point."

Isaiah frowned. "Even if we get in through the vents, we'll still have to deal with Lynne. She's not going to leave the artifact unguarded."

An idea began to form in my mind, one that played to our strengths and exploited potential weaknesses in the defense.

"We need a distraction," I said, looking up to meet their eyes. "Something that will draw Lynne and the guards away from the chamber, even if only for a few minutes."

Elijah raised an eyebrow. "What do you have in mind?"

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I leaned over the blueprint, pointing to a storage area adjacent to the main security hub. "If we can create a disturbance here- maybe trigger a false alarm or cause a minor explosion-it could force Lynne to investigate, leaving the artifact vulnerable."

Alex grinned. "I like where this is going. I can rig a timed incendiary device to go off in the storage room. Nothing too destructive, but enough to get their attention."

Isaiah nodded. "While they're occupied, Stormi can slip into the chamber and grab the artifact."

Austin looked concerned. "But what if Lynne doesn't take the bait? Or if she leaves someone behind to guard the artifact?"

Alex let out a low whistle. "Damn, Stormi. Austin's right That's risky"

"Risky," I admitted, "but effective. If I can convince them there's an internal breach, the protocol will force them to unlock the main console. That's my chance to get in."

Elijah leaned forward, studying the layout. "And what about us?"

distraction," I said simply. "Make

them think they're under full attack. We need

Isaiah smirked. "You're devious."

"You have

the details. We

Eira says and opens a portal. We look

was even more

stone floors. The artifact rested in

shadows near the entrance, watching as my mates

Then-

our watches and

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appointed time approached, we were in place. Alex had set

we waited in the

echoed through the corridors, followed by the blare of alarms. Through our

to sector 7G. Possible breach," a

hiding spot, heading toward the

our cue," I

whispering unnatural sounds

the edges, making the flickering lights falter just enough

guards that remained guarding the area stiffened. “Did you

Another hesitated. "Magic interference?"

moment it landed, it erupted with a low pulse of energy, like

The effect was immediate.

guards ordered, and two moved toward the disturbance, leaving a

Perfect.

them whole and just like that they disappeared. He transported them to another part of the building. The other remaining guy panicked seeing his

never saw Elijah

of his neck, and he slumped unconscious. And Elijah placed

fast, pressing his security rune to the

and the twins moved to secure the perimeter, ensuring no one would interrupt my approach

senses heightened looking out for any traps. Reaching the chamber door, I pressed myself against the wall, listening

I cautiously entered, my eyes scanning for any

in the center of the room, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. It was a small, ornate box, intricately designed and emanating a faint

carefully, aware that such an obvious prize was

just physical

I stepped forward-

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And froze.

shift in

A whisper of movement.

Then-

blade at

well." A familiar

glimpse my attacker- Commander Lynne. "Impressive plan, Stormi. But did you

"Your distraction was clever, and it did draw away most

caught so you and your little mates have failed this

swallowed hard, my mind

I must commend your initiative. Few have managed to get

Damn it.

seconds to act before

Think.

to take a gamble. "Then let

If I can get past you and

an eyebrow, clearly

we accept the

face. "Very well. Show me what