The snake Yuna found had been mapping the prison carefully.
Every movement, every turn—it recorded everything. The data was automatically uploaded to Alden's lab, syncing smoothly, building into something massive. A living map.
With Corvin's help, she spread the snakes further. Into cracks, along walls, through unseen passages. They slipped through places no one watched, quietly mapping the entire structure.
Because they stayed hidden, the process worked well. And with Alden having multiple labs scattered across vampire territory, transporting and maintaining the snakes became easier than expected.
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One day, in Velmourne—
Iris noticed something strange.
A scientist.
He looked… harmless. Cute face.
And yet—he was crouched beside one of her snakes, gently stroking its head, murmuring something under his breath like he was speaking to a living creature, not a tool.
The data collected through the snakes had already been extensive.
Too extensive.
Enough to make her uneasy.
