Lost
As Alessia was dragged into the heart of Francesco's lair, across the border, the war between France and Switzerland erupted into full chaos. The once-peaceful nation of Switzerland had been thrown into disarray, and the streets were filled with the sounds of gunfire, explosions, and the distant whir of helicopters hovering overhead.
The French soldiers, enhanced with the Alessia exhaled slowly, hiding her relief. "I won't," she promised. "I'll go quietly."
He nodded curtly, motioning for her to walk ahead of him. Alessia's heart pounded as they made their way down the narrow corridor toward the cell where Laura waited
chips that controlled their every move, tore through the Swiss defenses with brutal efficiency. Their strength, speed, and resilience were unmatched, making them nearly unstoppable on the battlefield. Civilians scattered in terror, hiding in whatever shelter they could find, while the Swiss military struggled to hold the line.