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Cloaked in the undulating darkness of the trench, the dark figure watched, every bioluminescent flicker of their adversaries catalogued and analyzed. Cyctopi ventured near the coral barrier, unaware of the prying eyes tracing their every move. He moved with an effortless grace, slipping through the currents, his body a silhouette against the dim glow of the abyss. Suddenly, an opportunity emerged - a lone scout drifted too far from its pod. With a silent flick of his tentacles, the dark shape darted forward, merging into the shadows across the neon-lit corals. Moments later, only the dim, pulsating light of two flicks pointed toward the Cyctopi settlement remained, oblivious to the secrets that had just slipped through their defenses. Wraith would be pleased with tonight's spoils.