Stationed at the edge of the bioluminescent coral barriers, the sentinel glared into the dark abyss where Chromajellies lurked. The latest Chromajellies' raid had left the Cyctopi's portal network in disrepair, splintering comms and delaying critical supplies. But standing still wasn't an option. Resistance wasn't just in his cyber-enhanced muscles but in his very DNA. Tonight, he would lead a retaliation strike, a covert sweep through the desolate trenches. Iridescent knives drawn, the Cyctopus moved silently, a ghost of vengeance ready to carve a message into the heart of chaos: no more hiding, no more mercy.