Two strange objects slowly began to take shape.
One looked like a television remote—its glossy black surface gleaming under the light, the buttons pulsing one after another like a digital heartbeat.
The other was a small, saucer-shaped device that resembled a miniature UFO. Yet, because it was no larger than a human palm, it looked more like a futuristic spinning top made of metal.
Both objects floated in midair before suddenly dropping without warning, crashing toward the ground in a brief flash of light that quickly faded. But Alaric's reflexes were faster than gravity itself. He lunged forward, his left knee bending as his right hand shot out, catching both devices an instant before they hit the ground.
A glimmer of light from above reflected in Alaric's sharp eyes. Across from him, a mysterious man gave a mocking snort, watching the scene as if it were some cheap comedy act.
