Bodyguards

After the summit nearly turned fatal, the call went out—Protocol Obsidian was live. The threats weren’t idle anymore, and the royal member, now designated as User, became the epicenter of a high-stakes security operation. Captain Rhea Voss took the lead. Her arrival redefined the perimeter—guards stiffened, drones recalibrated, and silence fell where chatter once lingered. She stood like a wall of intent, her scar a warning etched in flesh. Agent Nyla Kade moved like a shadow stitched to User’s steps. She rewired the panic room, mapped every corridor, and vanished into blind spots before anyone knew she was there. Her presence was felt more than seen. Specialist Tamsin Reeve watched from above, her gauntlet alive with encrypted feeds. Calm, calculating, she tracked every anomaly, every flicker of movement across the palace’s eastern wing. Together, they became the Triad Sentinels—a living barricade of precision, silence, and resolve. User didn’t ask for protection. They became the reason it existed.