Remington said, pointing to a photo in the file.


    This rabbit-masked man could be our entry point.


    Weve gathered some information on him that might prove useful.


    The masked man.


    Hannah repeated, her mind already strategizing their next moves.


    These individuals may have ties to Leviathan, particrly this masked man.


    Reports suggest hes been seen before; his mask and build match our profiles.


    We should investigate them to uncover their operational methods and potential hideouts, Remington said decisively, prepared for any scenario.


    Suddenly, hurried footsteps approached from outside the room, and a bodyguard burst in. Sir! Weve detected some unidentified individuals around the manor! Activate the emergency defenses immediately and alert everyone to stay vignt.


    Remingtonmanded without hesitation.


    He then said to Bryson and Hannah, It seems some are eager to make their move.


    Remington, continue to oversee the defense.


    Ill apany Hannah to track down those unidentified individuals.


    Bryson decisively made his choice, aware of the urgency.


    He knew that any dy could provide their opponents with an opportunity Hannah nodded in agreement.


    Well handle the situation outside first.


    Mr.


    Lyons, please ensure your own safety. Understood.


    Ill coordinate with you as best I can.


    Remington agreed, then added with a look of concern, Miss Moore… please, be careful.


    I will, Hannah replied to him briefly before she and Bryson swiftly exited the secret room.


    Under the cover of night, they moved stealthily along the manors perimeter, scanning the darkness for any suspicious activity.


    The night was eerily silent, as if deserted.


    Then, suddenly, rustling noises came from the woods bordering the manor.


    Hannah activated her shlight and pointed it toward the noise.


    Someones there! Lets move! At hermand, they advanced rapidly like cheetahs through the underbrush, honing in on the faint sounds.


    The dim moonlight cast fleeting shadows of several quick-moving figures, adding an ominous air to the scene. They may not be many, but we must remain cautious, Bryson said, eyes fixed on the figures ahead.


    Understood, Hannah replied, her hand on her weapon, eyes fierce with resolve, ready to confront any threat that might emerge.


    After navigating through dense underbrush, Hannah, Bryson, and their bodyguards neared their targets.


    Just as they prepared to coordinate a surprise attack, a deep, familiar voice cut through the nights silence, halting them in their tracks.


    Here you are, Bryson, Hannah.


    The figure in the rabbit mask slowly pivoted, moonlight glinting off the surface of his mask, casting an eerie glow that sent a chill through the air.


    Its you! Hannah eximed, startled, her gaze locking on Bryson as conflicting emotions flickered in her eyes.


    Both were caught off guard by the unexpected presence.


    The surrounding security quickly assembled into a protective formation, keeping their eyes on the masked figure, the atmosphere thick with tension.