Noah's void energy crackled around his fist, purple-black wisps dancing between his knuckles as recognition slammed into him like physical impact. Before rational thought could catch up to instinct, he'd closed the distance, grabbed Lyra by the throat, and slammed her against the corridor wall hard enough to dent the metal plating.
"What the hell are you doing here?" The words came out low, dangerous, void energy intensifying around his hand until it cast shadows across both their faces. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't erase you from existence right now."
Lyra smiled. That same sleazy grin Noah remembered from back on the vanguard force, the expression she'd worn while feeding their operation details to Arthur, while sabotaging every plan they'd made, while pretending to be their teammate right up until the moment she'd abandoned them before the tribunal.
