King.
Anyone who had ever touched a keyboard in the cybersecurity world knew that name.
King was practically worshipped as a digital deity.
Legend had it that King once single-handedly dismantled three international underground data syndicates in a single night.
During a massive global cyber-war, King had paralyzed the entire server infrastructure of a hostile state that had dared to attack Elyndor.
King had also personally halted a catastrophic short attack orchestrated by Wall Street elites, preventing an economic collapse that would have devastated multiple countries.
It was a name enshrined on the highest pedestals of every elite hacker forum on the dark web.
No one knew King's true identity.
No one knew if King was a man or a woman, young or old.
All they knew was that when King struck, King never lost.
And right now, the tracing methodology Serena was executing was the undisputed, unmistakable signature of The Code Sovereign.
Jasper puffed out his chest, lifting his chin as if he were the one being worshipped. "That's right! My little sister is the legendary King! Tremble before her greatness!"
The comms channel with The Federal Oversight Task Force erupted into absolute chaos:
"She's actually King?!"
"Miss Serena is King?!"
"Oh my god..."
"We were just running a synchronized op with King?!"
"Holy shit... I'm on a live feed with King?!"
"Shut up! Don't distract her!"
"How on earth is the Lancaster Heiress the greatest hacker in the world?!"
"I always thought King was some bald, fifty-year-old dude in a basement..."
The audio feed was a mess of panicked awe.
Serena frowned slightly.
Nicholas immediately looked up, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade. "Quiet."
Just one word.
The comms channel went dead silent instantly.
Serena's fingers accelerated to a blinding pace.
Less than a minute later.
The frantic red warnings on the screen abruptly vanished.
Every offshore server that had been in the process of wiping was forcefully locked down into a state of suspended animation.
Stunned disbelief echoed from the federal technicians. "It stopped!"
Her cold eyes remained locked on the fragmented data pulled from the destroyed chip. "This wasn't just a standard purge chip. There was something hidden inside the core."
The men immediately leaned in. "What is it?"
Serena hit the final execute command.
In the center of the screen, the fractured, hidden files were slowly pieced together.
Most of the data was irreparably corrupted.
But two specific text strings glowed ominously on the black background.
[Raven]
Attached to that string were fractured coordinates and terms.
Whitecliffe Harbor.
Project Zero-Transit.
Julian's eyes turned lethal. "The Raven."
Then came the second string. [A.Y.S]
The moment she saw those three letters, Serena's fingers paused for a fraction of a second.
A.Y.S.
She didn't need to think twice to know exactly who those initials belonged to.

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