The air itself seemed to compress as footsteps echoed through the corridors leading to the main lobby. Each step carried weight that transcended the merely physical - this was presence that belonged to legends, power that had shaped the political landscape of the Human Domain through sheer force of will and capabilities that defied normal understanding.
Fenix felt his enhanced senses recoil instinctively as the approaching aura pressed against his consciousness like a physical weight. This wasn't just Master-rank presence or even the overwhelming force he had experienced from Ghost during their training sessions. This was something that existed on an entirely different scale of human achievement.
Then Zeke Ackerman stepped into view, and reality itself seemed to bend slightly around his presence.
