Fin looked up. His eyes were sharp, focused. "Unit 7 is already deployed within the Spire. Four of them. Each equivalent to a high S-rank Hunter. They specialize in anti-power-user combat and close-quarters demolition." He paused. "They're waiting for us."
Meg gasped softly. Arachne's expression tightened.
"So, the direct assault is suicide," Scarlet stated, her voice grim. "Told you Valerius was a hornet's nest."
"Not suicide," Fin corrected. "Just… more complicated." He tapped the holographic schematics, which shifted, highlighting new routes, new targets based on the Argent Covenant's intel. "Their divination sanctums are on the upper levels, yes. But their primary psionic relay, the one that amplifies their scrying range across the region? It's here." He indicated a sub-level complex, deep beneath the Spire's foundations. "Older section. Less direct guard presence. More automated defenses. And according to this," he tapped the inert disc, "more… unstable."
