The skill sat in his mind like a new language.
Void-Step. Beginner tier. But knowing a skill and using one were two different things. Gale-Step had taken Holden weeks to master. It had become instinct, a reflex that no longer required conscious thought.
Void-Step was only three seconds old in his mind.
He needed to test it.
Holden stood in his wrecked bedroom and looked through the broken window at the battlefield below.
No-Man's Land was still muddy. Still raining. Late afternoon had turned the sky from grey to charcoal, and the shadows across the battlefield had grown longer.
