As dawn broke over Dominion Sanctum, a serene sense of peace settled in.
The sun peeked above the horizon, the entire estates was enveloped in a warm golden glow of the morning sun.
Inside the Main Palace in a command room , holographic grids flickered to life along the towering glass walls.
Supply chain nodes illuminated in dynamic loops, showcasing the intricate web of Osborn-controlled routes sprawling across the globe.The air buzzed softly with a familiar static, signaling the weight of the decisions that lay ahead.
At the center console stood Nathanie, absorbed in his work.
His sleeves were rolled up, and he maintained a calm demeanor. With confidence, he manipulated maps, adjusted simulation settings, and highlighted logistics pathways with impressive precision. He looked like a conductor leading an orchestra of data.
He didn't notice Arthur approaching until he greeted him.
"Morning,Uncle" Arthur said lightly as he drew closer.
