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In the inky abyss, he drifted silently, an enigma wrapped in luminescent tendrils. His mind was always five steps ahead, like a chess grandmaster plotting the fall of a kingdom. Tonight, he spied an unguarded data line streaming through a forgotten trench—eagerly waiting to be tapped. His stony demeanor never faltered as he infiltrated the Cyctopi network, extracting vital intelligence without leaving a trace. The bioluminescent glow of the stolen data reflected in his cold eyes, a flicker of victory in his stoic face. As his form dissolved into the shadows, he knew this trove of secrets would tip the scales in their favor, setting the stage for Wraith's next move.