The ruins of the industrial complex still smoldered in the distance, the acrid scent of smoke and dust lingering in the air. As the last echoes of the collapse faded, Sophia knew there was no time to rest. The battle against Specter might have ended, but the war for the future had only just begun.
She gathered her team outside the wreckage, each of them battered but alive. The tension in the air was palpable, as they all knew the stakes had been raised to a new level.
"Ethan, get us the latest intel," Sophia ordered, her voice steady despite the gravity of the situation. "We need to know the full extent of Specter's final move."
Ethan nodded, already working on his portable terminal. As he typed, Marcus and Zoe approached Sophia, their faces etched with concern.
"That was too close," Marcus said, his tone heavy with worry. "We knew Specter was dangerous, but this… they nearly took us down with them."
