At the first light of dawn, a small owl-like creature silently glided through the shadows, its keen eyes scanning the ground below. The Black Thorn base was stirring with activity as the early shift of operatives began their routines. Clad in black robes and armor, they moved with precision, well-trained for the covert operations that had kept their organization hidden for so long. The creature's golden eyes flicked toward the core of the base, where an ominous stillness seemed to settle over the grounds.
The owl was a clone—an extension of Noctis' surveillance, sent to relay the final signal to begin the operation. As it circled above the base, Noctis, through the clone, gave the order.
The red portal opened without a sound, and from it emerged Canna, Dravos, and the colossal figure of Terrorfang, the sanctuary's crimson gorilla. In mere seconds, the silence of the Black Thorn's stronghold shattered.
