Their excuse was that its detected as a threat due to it being a new domain. Sorry, but a new domain doesn't dictate a potential privacy threat...

Chapter 27 – The Chamber That Watches Section 146 – Entry The doorway did not reveal a path. It opened into a chamber that seemed to breathe. Faint light pulsed beneath a glass-like floor while ancient walls stretched endlessly into shadow. The air itself felt heavy, as though the chamber had been waiting long before the Wardens arrived. Behind them, the doorway sealed shut without sound. Section 147 – Observation No command was given, yet the formation tightened. KG remained motionless at the front while the glowing lines beneath the floor slowly began shifting toward the center of the group. The movement was subtle – almost cautious. It was not guiding them. It was studying them. Section 148 – Impulse Without warning, one Warden broke formation. Micro surged forward, his blue armor catching the shifting light as silver trim flashed across the chamber. His cape trailed behind him while the glowing patterns beneath the floor reacted instantly to his movement. He did not hesitate. He acted – and the chamber answered. Section 149 – Resistance Not all followed. Naheed remained where he stood – shorter than the others, unmoving beneath the glow. His red cape hung motionless against his armor while shifting reflections passed across the surface of his smooth helmet. Where others focused on the path ahead, Naheed studied the chamber itself. Section 150 – Analysis At the center of the formation, one Warden had already stepped away from the illusion of movement entirely. Codewatcher stood motionless, his distinct helmet marked by a raised central ridge and two side horns. His attention remained fixed on the shifting patterns beneath the floor as though he were reading something hidden within them. “This is reactive,” he said calmly. “Not directive.” Section 151 – Awareness At the rear, one Warden had yet to engage with the chamber at all. Haypon stood apart from the others, his light blue armor lined with ornate gold trim while small horns rose from his helmet. His gaze was not fixed on the floor like the others, but on the chamber walls themselves. Faint pulses moved there – slightly delayed, slightly wrong. He was not watching the test. He was watching what controlled it.