"Commodore, I just cross-referenced all our operational data with Obsidian Sun. No matter how classified their previous specimens were, they all had registration logs. But this Specimen Fourteen... there is absolutely zero record of it!"
Toby stared at the obscured silhouette in the dark, his face growing pale.
From the shadows, that synthesized voice echoed, "Bring The Raven here."
If the archives had no answers, then The Raven could explain it himself.
He could explain exactly how many secrets Obsidian Sun was hiding aboard this ship right under their noses!
...
Inside the auction hall, the uproar surrounding Specimen Fourteen continued to escalate.
"Speak up, auctioneer! What kind of specimen is this?"
"If you're bringing the cargo out, the least you can do is give us a basic introduction!"
"Is this how Project Zero-Transit conducts business?"
A barrage of furious questions cornered the Lead Auctioneer.
Every single gaze was pinned on him, demanding answers.
The professional smile plastered across the Lead Auctioneer's face had long since shattered.
Thankfully, Director Silas Kaelen, the executive in charge of the night's proceedings, rushed onto the stage.
Forcing a stiff smile, Kaelen took the spare microphone and raised a hand to call for quiet. "Esteemed guests, please remain calm. The exhibition of our Living Assets operates a bit differently from our standard lots."
"There are still a few final details regarding this specific cargo that require verification. We ask for a little patience. Please refrain from speculating, and under no circumstances should anyone approach the stage..."
He kept his smile broad and his tone apologetic.
But this evasive non-answer clearly wasn't enough to placate the elite crowd.
Before he could even finish, a cold scoff rang out from the floor. "Final details?"
"The merchandise is sitting right in front of us, and you're verifying it now?"
"The primary issue is that the nature of this Living Asset is incredibly complex. We are simply taking precautions to ensure the rights of all our esteemed bidders..."
"What's so complex about it? The moment it was loaded onto the auction block with the A.W.S designation, its value was already cemented!" interrupted Professor Elias Thorne, the expert accompanying Aurelius Bio-Genetics.
The professor shot to his feet, his eyes burning with an almost manic fervor as he stared at the telemetry data scrolling across the pod's exterior.
His gaze turned predatory. "If this truly is a living subject left behind by Aria Wynn, its worth eclipses that of the mother liquid by miles!"
"This is a fully integrated biological support system!"
"No matter how priceless the serum is, it's just a pharmacological sample."
"But a living, breathing subject allows us to witness exactly what the compound does once it integrates with human physiology."
"Cellular adaptation, neural latency, the absolute threshold of human endurance..."
"You can't extrapolate those metrics from a single vial of serum."

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