Infiltrating Infrablack's Stronghold

Noa and the team slipped through the labyrinthine corridors of the Infrablack headquarters, their heartbeats in sync with the ticking of a hidden time bomb.

They wore company uniforms to disguise themselves and utilize their knowledge of the layout of the headquarters to maximize the efficiency of their operations.

Eden's nimble fingers danced across the holographic keyboard, disabling security cameras with silent precision, while Noa remained the stoic sentinel, eyes darting, senses heightened.

In whispered tones, So-Rin and Noa synchronized their thoughts. "Control center, just ahead," Noa murmured, his voice barely a breath of sound. They approached the ominous steel door that guarded their target, its keypad glowering with unforgiving red lights.