The city descended into chaos by the third day. Strange abilities surged across neighborhoods, causing panic. The E.E.A. moved fast—neutralizing threats, silencing witnesses.
Anthony and Confidence stayed on the move. She showed him an old hideout used by activists—a basement room beneath a library.
"That tier card you saw—some people say it's not official," Confidence said. "The real classifications are being kept secret."
Anthony nodded, his eyes glowing faintly as he scanned a map laid out on the table.
Suddenly, the wall behind them cracked. A figure burst through—a man with molten skin and eyes like fire.
"Unregistered Variants are to be captured!"
Anthony moved before thinking. In a blur, he was behind the man, hand pulsing with unstable energy. He didn't know what he was doing, but instinct took over.
"The man's body folded inward like broken pixels and blinked out of existence
Confidence stared. "What did you just do?"
"I... I don't know "He said quietly
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