The new communication system still felt strange in some hands.
But that morning, the alert was clear.
Code: DALL·E.
When the seal appeared on each Command member's Transcoder, there was no doubt.
It was a real mission.
—
Gathered in the Operations Room, Kael, Patricia, and the rest of the Witch Clan studied the contents of the received message.
In the central hologram, the information appeared:
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> Mission DALL·E – Historical Event Correction
Temporal Sector: 1944, Central Europe.
Context: World War II.
Objective: Prevent strategic information from being altered before D-Day.
Notes: Sensitive event. High risk of temporal axis instability. Act with maximum discretion.
Primary Target: A small clandestine transmission cell intercepted by Axis forces.
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Kael remained motionless, analyzing every detail.
Patricia, in her controlled voice, read the additional notes:
— "The natural course of the event must be restored. No additional deviations should be created. Agents must act as observers and intervene only when necessary. Use of force only as a last resort."
The weight of responsibility hung in the air.
It was the first time since the restructuring of the Base that they would be deployed to a critical real-world event in human history.
—
Kael looked at them all.
— This won't be just a mission.
— It will be the ultimate test of our new structure.
— And the first impression we leave for the League... and for ourselves.
He then turned to Marie:
— Marie, head to the League's Resource Room.
— Select and organize all disguises, civilian attire, and cover documents needed for this mission.
Marie nodded firmly.
Then he addressed Isadora:
— Isadora, as our Resource Manager, make sure we have the proper weaponry, extra communication devices, medical supplies, and emergency provisions.
Isadora was already mentally listing everything they would need.
The plan was clear.
Every detail had to be flawless.
—
The general operation plan was organized:
Helena and Claudia would handle strategy and ground movement.
Nikita and Camila would work in infiltration and tactical defense.
Marie and Patricia would manage local communications, cover, and logistics.
Amina and Samantha would be responsible for historical intelligence and document decoding.
Otrho, operating remotely from his home at Marco Norte, would maintain secure contact with the Base.
Kael, as always, would personally lead the insertion and critical decisions.
—
At the jumping platform, the Portal of the Stone gleamed — stable, like a dense mirror.
Kael activated the displacement protocol.
The countdown began.
In minutes, they would cross.
In minutes, 1944 would be real once again.