Cassius stood in front of the console, his eyes narrowed, fingers racing across the glowing panel as the scan data poured in.
The interface flickered.
Numbers, internal schematics, material breakdowns—everything streamed onto the screen.
Then he stopped.
His hands froze.
His face darkened.
Sylvia stepped forward. "What's wrong?"
Cassius didn't look at her. "What the hell is this?"
He turned, voice rising. "And who the hell is this Luxoria Castle?"
Sylvia's eyes narrowed. "What did it show?"
Cassius pointed at the data. "You're telling me they made this? They built this system?!"
"Yes," Sylvia said firmly.
"That's what they claimed. The entire beast is their creation—top to bottom."
Cassius turned back to the screen, muttering under his breath.
"No. No way. This shouldn't even be possible."
He gripped the edge of the console.
"The inside of this beast… it's not just engineered. It's layered."
"Multiple cores, cross-linked command chains and reactive energy pulses."
