Eve
The lab still glowed with ghostly white light, residual energy from the reaction lingering in the air like static before a storm. I watched the crystal pulse on the containment table, steady, rhythmic, alive. Beautiful and terrifying in equal measure. This small thing, no bigger than my fist, was going to save two hundred thousand lives.
If it worked.
Dr. Maya's team moved in the background, their voices hushed as they finished up. The men had already filed out, leaving only the essential personnel. Kael stepped forward, holding Hades's comm console, his expression grave.
"Patch me through to Obsidian Dynamics," Hades said.
My chest tightened. This was it. The moment theory became action.
