In an abandoned lab Confidence had found, Anthony stood before a strange black mirror, marked with Vanta sigils. A government-grade scanner flickered beside it, stolen from a fallen patrol unit.
Confidence activated it.
"Ready?" she asked.
Anthony nodded.
The mirror lit up. A faint hum filled the room.
> Tier Scan Complete: Result — UNMEASURED
The device sputtered, then died.
Confidence stared. "That's not even a rank... it's a warning."
"They have no idea what I am," Anthony muttered, stepping forward. The mirror pulsed as he walked by—his reflection trailing slightly behind, like a delayed echo.
She handed him a tactical suit reinforced with hybrid mesh. "Then maybe that's our weapon. If they don't understand you, they can't predict you."
Anthony zipped it up and pulled the hood low.
His shadow stretched unnaturally long across the ground.
And somewhere deep in the city—something else took notice.
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