The dimly lit room was filled with a palpable sense of satisfaction as Silas stood by the window, his gaze locked on the tablet screen before him. The attack on Obsidian Tech had only taken place minutes ago, but the effects were already rippling through the empire. He could practically feel the chaos spreading.
Despite the key files being protected by Pyris's firewall, Silas knew that 95% of his mission had been accomplished. The virus had torn through the company's systems, erasing years of work, causing panic and, most importantly, planting seeds of mistrust within the walls of House Obsidian's bussineses.
A vampire woman stood next to him, her crimson eyes glowing with amusement. She was tall, with dark, flowing hair and an air of deadly grace about her. Her lips curled into a grin as she watched the unfolding chaos on the screen. "Looks like your plan worked perfectly," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
