"It's over? Just like that?"
Rynne's voice came out quieter than she expected.
She felt strangely out of place.
From the moment Michael activated the enhancer, everything had changed too quickly. One instant he had been not too far from her, coated in silent black flames. The next, he was gone.
Not vanished.
Just… beyond her ability to follow.
What followed had not even felt like a battle.
It had felt like watching an exorcism.
She had seen flashes of movement, distortions in the air, tentacles disintegrating before they could even complete an attack. Black fire spreading in controlled lines. The writhing metal collapsing inward piece by piece.
There had been no struggle.
No stalemate.
Just suppression.
And then silence.
Rynne stared at the aftermath, her thoughts tangled.
Was that… Michael's real strength?
Her fingers curled slightly.
If it was, then the gap between them was far larger than she had been willing to admit.
Her chest tightened faintly.
