Chapter 1361
Jasper was practically glued to his laptop, ruthlessly gutting the backend servers of Severia and the Pierce family. Every so often, he’d let out a sinister chuckle before pinning a fresh batch of devastating blackmail directly onto the global forums.
“Trying to scrub your image clean p>
“Keep dreaming, you filthy animals p>
He was orchestrating a digital slaughter, executing their reputations with surgical precision.
In a quiet corner of the conference room.
Serena wore nothing but a fitted black tank top.
Her slender arms were painted with nasty bruises and friction burns from her brutal, close-quarters brawl with five High-Tier Variants.
There were even a few deep, jagged lacerations where the flesh had split.
It was only then that the horrifying reality truly slammed into the others.
Their precious sister had just survived an absolute bloodbath of a fight.
Nicholas stood beside the medical officer, assisting in cleaning her wounds.
As the doctor’s examination progressed, the oxygen seemed to evaporate from the
room.
Her injuries were far more severe than simple surface wounds.
Massive contusions and deep muscle trauma marred her shoulders.
The webbing between her fingers was torn.
Vicious impact bruises bloomed along her ribcage.
Yet, from start to finish, she acted as though her nerve endings were completely
disconnected. Her expression remained chillingly stoic.
As if these agonizing injuries weren’t even worth mentioning.
Nicholas brought the medical kit closer, crouching down in front of Serena.
With his head bowed, he took a disinfectant-soaked swab and began cleaning the cuts along her arm with agonizing, meticulous care.
His movements were devastatingly gentle.
As if applying even a fraction more pressure would shatter her into a million pieces.
Jerrick stood nearby, his brows locked in a fierce scowl, his face looking absolutely murderous.
For once, Jasper’s mouth was completely shut, his gaze turning incredibly dark as he stared at her battered skin.
Julian’s throat seized tightly. It took him a long moment before he could speak, his voice aching with tenderness. “Serena, if it hurts, just say it p>
Serena lowered her lashes, her gaze fixed on the open experimental file resting on her lap. Hearing him, she merely offered a faint, “I’m fine p>
Her eyes never strayed from the research codes her grandmother had left behind. Her gaze was impossibly deep.
Nicholas looked up at her, reaching out to pin down a page that had caught the breeze.
“Serena, don’t rush,” he murmured, his voice rich and impossibly soft “We’ll follow the Whitecliffe Harbor lead We’ll drag every single secret out from the dark.” fo
Serena gave a quiet, acknowledging hum.
As dozens
national-treasure-level
brilliant minds were
systematically hauled out of
center’s subterranean prison,
Severia’s sky had officially and irreversibly collapsed.
tech
Almost all of the salvaged international experts were in critical, borderline-fatal condition.
The Obsidian Sun had tortured them for far too long.
Rampant organ failure, irreparable nerve damage, and bodies severely degraded by years of chemical erosion.
Combined with the agonizing, endless years of imprisonment in a sunless underground hell, their physical limits had long since shattered.
Some were already trapped in deep comas, their vital signs forcefully sustained
solely by the whirring medical machinery.
Forget about surviving a long-haul flight back to their respective nations for treatment.
It was highly debatable if they would even survive the night.
Consequently, they had to remain grounded in Severia, immediately undergoing the most aggressive, rapid-response trauma care on-site.
The moment the news broke globally,
The international governments lost their collective minds.
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Once these nations confirmed that their top-tier experts-whom they had deemed ‘dead’ or ‘missing for years’ were actually alive, they immediately scrambled their absolute finest medical divisions, chartering emergency flights straight to Severia.
Titans of cardiology.
Legends of neurology.
Geniuses in organ failure reversal.
And specialists specifically trained for extreme life-support scenarios.
Every single elite specialist the world had to offer was rushing toward Severian soil.
But no matter how fast they moved, transit took time.
During this terrifying, critical window of absolute vulnerability,
The only force capable of executing the emergency triage was the elite medical
division Elyndor had mobilized in advance.