Max stepped into the chaos of Nakul's lab, his presence immediately commanding attention. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, dark sunglasses obscuring his eyes, and carried a sleek briefcase in his right hand. His sharp jawline and the precision in his movements exuded an air of authority. The air around him seemed to crackle with tension as he surveyed the room.
"Did you find something? And where is the culprit we came here for?"
Max's voice cut through the silence, firm and demanding. His gaze locked onto one of the squad members, who was nervously checking the remnants of Nakul's lab.
The squad member snapped to attention, swallowing hard before responding.
"Sir, we just had him, but he disappeared. Turns out he had some secret tunnels in this lab," the member reported, trying to mask his unease.
Max's brow furrowed in frustration.
"So, he escaped?"
The squad member hesitated, then nodded.
"Sir, he already knew we were coming for him."
Max's eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses. "What!"
His voice was a mix of anger and disbelief. How could Nakul have anticipated their arrival? The situation was spiraling out of control, and Max despised being outmaneuvered.
Before Max could process this, a strange energy rippled through the room. Suddenly, a crack appeared out of thin air, distorting the space around it. From the crack emerged a figure, a Syndicate, but unlike the previous encounters. This one had two ominous horns protruding from its forehead, its form exuding an even more sinister aura than the last and had purple colored staff in his right hand.
Max straightened, instantly recognizing the higher rank of this entity. He took a cautious step forward, his expression unreadable as he addressed the two-horned Syndicate.
"Hey, Did you grow an extra Horn now? "
The Syndicate's yellow eyes glowed with an eerie light as it regarded Max. Its voice resonated in Max's mind, cold and measured.
"I am an upper Rank 2, one of the higher Syndicates of Triquetra. You have questions, human?"
Max maintained his composure, though his thoughts raced.
"Where is the one-horned Syndicate? The one who was assigned to oversee this sector?"
The two-horned Syndicate tilted its head slightly, as if pondering the question.
"Lower Rank 1, you mean. He has been… disintegrated."
Max's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Disintegrated? How? And why?"
The Syndicate's expression remained impassive, its gaze unwavering.
"He failed to do his Job . And The Staff of Tranquil has been stolen, which grants control over specific cosmic forces, was lost under his watch. Without it, his existence became unstable. Such is the fate of those who falter in their duties."
Max's grip on his briefcase tightened. The Staff of Tranquil was a powerful artifact, one that even he had only heard rumors about. Its loss was a significant blow to the Syndicate's operations, and it explained why the lower-ranked entity had been unable to control the situation.
"So, the one-horned Syndicate lost the staff and paid the price," Max muttered, more to himself than to the entity before him.
"But what does that mean for us? And what is your purpose here, Rank 2?"
The Syndicate's eyes narrowed, its tone turning more severe.
"My purpose is to correct the errors made by those beneath me. The human who stole the and his companion Nakul's escape cannot be allowed to stand. He possesses knowledge that threatens not just this division, but the stability of the entire cosmic order, which The Triquetra might not stand for. He must be captured and the artifact restored."
Max nodded slowly, absorbing the gravity of the situation.
"Understood. We will hunt him down and retrieve the staff. But you must realize, if that human in question had an Idea of us coming then it only means one thing that Nakul is cunning and might be more dangerous than Ozwel himself, he's likely several steps ahead of him."
The Syndicate seemed to consider this, its form pulsing with dark energy.
"Do not underestimate Triquetra's reach, human. While you and your kind may perceive this chase as a game of wit, we operate beyond the constraints of your reality. That human will be found."
Max nodded, a trace of admiration in his expression. The Syndicate's confidence was unnerving but expected from a being of such power.
"Then we'll proceed with full force. We'll track every lead, search every corner of this planet if we have to."
The two-horned Syndicate stepped closer, its presence overwhelming.
"You will. And know this, Max: failure is not an option. The consequences for you, and for all who serve Triquetra, will be dire."
Max met the Syndicate's gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. The stakes had never been higher. He nodded, resolute.
"I won't fail."
"First , I must visit all the Brothels of this world and have a time of my life on this planet before going any further. "
Max thought of satisfying his sexual urges since he had been surrounded by eunuchs for a long time on the moon.
The Syndicate seemed satisfied with this response. The crack behind it began to pulse, drawing the entity back into whatever dimension it had come from. But before it fully vanished, the Syndicate's voice echoed one final command in Max's mind.
"Find the staff. And bring Nakul to us alive."
But first we have to take care of this laboratory, since we will be hunting this human and he is a bit reputed humans might look for, the only way to avoid that is to cease his existence.
The Syndicate raises his Staff up in the Air and the Whole building disappears without a trace of existence. It was like nothing even existed not even a rock just a grass field.
Max was shocked to see such a sight, the power to obliterate something without a trace of existence was fascinating and the only reason why Max had joined to serve them.
With that, the two-horned Syndicate disappeared, leaving Max standing alone in shock along with his subordinates, The weight of the mission pressed down on him, but he welcomed the challenge. He had faced impossible odds before and emerged victorious.
Max adjusted his sunglasses and turned to his team. "We have our orders. Spread out, find every possible paths nearby and do not forget the forest area . I want Nakul's location on my desk within the hour."
"But first I should get some lady' touch before I forget my own Gender" Max grinned like a hungry wolf looking forward to a nice meal.
The squad members snapped into action, their fear replaced by a renewed sense of purpose. Max watched them for a moment, then turned his attention back to his briefcase and teleported .
"I will be back in an hour!"
*Location locked: Thailand*
AS09 knew exactly where Max headed thought with a disgust on his face at the same time feeling pity for him.
"He is such dork"