Location: Global Financial Hubs – Simultaneously
At precisely 3:00 AM UTC, chaos bloomed.
Screens in stock exchanges across New York, Tokyo, Dubai, and London began to flash red.
"Order-affiliated conglomerate just tanked 27%!"
"We're losing control of the shipping lanes!"
"Someone is spoofing our top investors—assets are being rerouted."
In the darkness of a sealed war room, a trembling voice whispered:
"We're being stripped."
Scene: Damon's War Table
Back in Avalon, beneath the academy in the underground command room, Grayson Lysander stood surrounded by floating data screens.
Nova, Arielle, Elina, Zeke, Rico, Caelan, Azra, Liora, and their closest allies all watched silently.
[SYSTEM: ORDER HOLDINGS NEUTRALIZED - 12%]
[CURRENT FINANCIAL COLLAPSE IN PROGRESS…]
[SPREADING DISINFORMATION: FAKE CEOS, BOARD RESIGNATIONS, LEAKED AFFAIRS]
Grayson: "We're not just taking their money. We're taking their credibility."
Scene: The Second Blow
Across the world, Order-run corporations were suddenly embroiled in fake scandals:
Oil companies accused of human trafficking.
Tech firms exposed for "spying" (leaked footage fabricated by Grayson's AI).
Luxury brands with ties to vampire blood laundering rings.
By morning?
"Sell-off."
"Collapse."
"Panic."
A full-blown financial war—triggered by one man.
Scene: His Family Watches in Silence
Nova (softly): "You didn't even touch a weapon…"
Arielle (smirking): "And you made more damage than a nuclear strike."
Elina: "They'll feel this in their bones."
Caelan: "What… even are you?"
Grayson: "The storm they let rest for too long."
Scene: The Order Fractures
Within the Order's high council, their screens blacked out—one by one.
A single message remained:
"Next time, I won't just take your money. I'll take your souls."
— PHANTOM
Final Scene: A Private Moment
Later that night, Damon stood alone on the balcony of the estate, watching lights blink out across the distant city skyline.
He checked the system.
[Total Assets Acquired: $1.4 Billion+]
[Order Holdings Destroyed: 27%]
[Next Phase Unlocked: Strategic Elimination Protocol]
He whispered:
"Round two."