Asher remained silent, his mind racing. Myria's words confirmed his suspicions, but the squad was unaware of the true risk. It wasn't a "one in a million" chance—the teleportation exit rune was deliberately engraved, meaning the Metis intended to use it.
Renard clapped his hands together. "Alright, we wrap up here. Everyone, rest up. We'll move out at dawn."
The squad began dispersing, but Asher lingered near the core, staring at its dimming glow.
"You seem deep in thought," Myria noted as she approached, arms crossed.
Asher exhaled, debating whether to reveal his concerns. "I just don't like relying on something we don't fully understand."
Myria tilted her head. "We understand enough. The Trojan Core is a weapon and a tool. If it ever activates as a portal, we'll be the ones using it first."
That was the problem. Asher doubted they'd be the first ones to use it.
