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The shock was so intense that there was no time to catch a breath People quickly regrouped their adrenaline pumping as they prepared to move on to the next phase, attacking other offical sites as planned 

Stanley was lounging on the second floor in the Anderson residence. He tossed of a casual comment leaned back in his chair, and started whistling a tune. His eyes ficked wer to Quinlyn who was hunched over his phone intently studying programming from images. 

Stanley shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips “How did you come up with posting images instead of words be muttered, still chuckling. He laughed so hard at Quinlyn’s anties that his stomach felt sore 

Quinlyn tilted her head, eyes wide with confusion. “I dont understand their language the sand 

Stanley shifted uncomfortably. For a kid who’s still figuring out her own language, trying to learn another one feels like climbing a mountain, he thought to himself 

Quinlyn held up Stanley’s phone and said earnestly. “You said this is a greeting image? She liked it for that, and for the roses 

Stanley faked a cough, feeling a pang of guilt. He’d sent Quinlyn a meme meant for teasing thinking she was joking about greeting Mordonam. But Quinlyn was totally serious–and somehow, it fit perfectly 

Without missing a beat, Quinlyn turned her attention to Mordoria’s website. She dove in with surprising skill retour images and even blocking their attempts to restore the data. It seemed like second nature to her, but Mordona’s te was clearly stressed out. 

Stanley was scrolling through the comments under Brynton’s official Twitter account when something caught his eye–a handful of comments written in Mordorian 

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Het up his comprare slipping away, and keye anring terveenly at Mordori’s tracking system. He was convinced the cops would best in any second 

Quindyn newired his trembling and paused her coding She turned to him, her face genting You can leave if you want.” She wldn’t blame him for backing out, and if things went wrong she’d take the fall herself. 

Stanley locked eyes with her, sering determination in her stare. A wave of shame washed over him. “Kid, if you’re not scared why and worried I’m in this with you even if it means getting locked up His voice steadied and his courage returned. 

Quinlyn studied him, her mind racing She wanted to tell him they weren’t the same. He had family who would be heartbroken if anything happened to him. But she was an orphan, with no one to miss her. That’s why she’d never feared 

Just then, Stanley’s phone vibrated with a private message on a forum. He glanced down–it was from a hacker in another 

Hey, you there! What kind of anti–tracking program are you using? Can you hook me up with onell the person asked. 

Stanley’s fingers froze as he saw the familur ID flash on his screen–someone who’d mocked him online. 

He slammed the chat shut, but within seconds, another request buzzed through. He ran a hand through his hair, bewildered. Why are they all coming to me? Why not Dark King” 

Dark King is totally crushing it on the alliance forum. If Quinlyn hadn’t messed up his firewall by accident, he would have been first for sure 

Before he could finish the thought, a reply pinged in [Dark King’s already down. Mordoria’s been playing dirty. They developed a new tracking program and sold it to other countries behind our backs. We got crushed the moment we hacked in. Only you are still standing] 

Stanley’s heart pounded in his chest as he read the message. He whirled around to face Quinlyn, eyes wide with astonishment. All this time, he’d been second–guessing Quinlyn’s reliability, but here she was pulling them out of t 

“Quinlyn, you’re a lifesaver” Stanley exclaimed, crossing the room in a flash and throwing his arms around her. But Quinlyn was clearly not used to the sudden affection, so he pulled back 

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With the danger behind them. Stanley finally had the time to think about everyone else. 

He filled Quinlyn in on the situation and told Quinlyn gently but firmly, “Listen, you don’t owe them anything. They looked down on us. You don’t need to feel guilty for ignoring them.” He wasn’t one to be pressured into doing things. 

Despite her hesitation. Quinlyn decided to give them the program. “Isn’t that what being a good guy is all about?” 

Stanley stared at her, amazed she was still hung up on it. He met her clear, steady eyes and smiled. “You really are a good person,” he said softly. “You make the world a little brighter.” 

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