While Canna was preoccupied with the affairs of forming his new clan, a significant development was unfolding within the sanctuary—one that would soon alter the power dynamics within its walls.
Cynthia, the head of the research department, was busy fine-tuning the barriers that would be used for the clan's construction. Her wore her goggles as she meticulously adjusted a delicate mechanism. The peace of the lab was broken by a frantic knock on the door. Without even glancing up, she groaned, already sensing it was her eager assistant, Olivia.
"Master Cynthia! It's been deciphered!" Olivia burst in, her eyes wide with excitement. "A man who was a captive of the Black Thorn... he said he was the lead researcher on it! It's been deciphered!" she rambled, her voice tumbling over itself.
