The polished steel doors of Vought Tower’s highest floor slid open with a soft hiss, revealing the sleek, high-tech interior of The Seven’s command center. The room was bathed in a cool blue glow from an enormous curved screen, displaying a real-time satellite feed of the world below.

The Deep walked ahead with a slow, deliberate saunter, her heels clicking against the marble floor. The newest recruit followed close behind, his wide-eyed gaze bouncing between the screens and the lavish furnishings. “Pretty cool, huh?”

She stopped before the console, running a manicured hand over the surface, activating a zoom-in function. A crisp image of a naval fleet appeared, every detail sharp enough to count the rivets on the hulls.

“Oh hey, check this out.” she said, glancing over her shoulder as the doors closed behind them, a smirk playing at her lips. She gestured at the screens. "We have two World View-4 Satellites in geocentric orbit. We can essentially read a getaway car's license plate from 380 miles up."