The air was thick with tension as Ayla led Ravyn-9 and Solaria through the twisted wreckage of the facility. Every step echoed with the ominous hum of residual energy from the network’s collapse. The world outside the facility felt impossibly far away, shrouded by the heavy weight of uncertainty and betrayal.
“I don’t trust this silence,” Solaria muttered, her blade drawn and her eyes scanning the shadows. “Kael may be gone for now, but his influence is everywhere.”
Ayla tightened her grip on the small portable terminal she had salvaged from the console. Ravyn-9’s faint signature glimmered in its interface like a fragile flame, a reminder of how close she had come to losing him. His presence was stronger now, his voice a steady anchor in her mind.
“We need to reach the surface,” Ravyn-9 said, his glowing eyes cutting through the gloom. “This facility wasn’t just a hub for Kael’s network. It was a testing ground.”
“For what?” Ayla asked, her stomach tightening.