Chapter 62 - Night Hunt

The city of Arcadia at night was nothing more than a neon-soaked blur. Scar tore through the streets like a phantom, riding the slipstream of displaced air. The Talaria X hummed around his ankles, flaring in perfect synchronization with his strides. At speeds approaching a thousand kilometers per hour, the futuristic architecture of Arcadia was stripped of its finer details. The road became solid ribbons of light; towering skyscrapers stretched into elongated, glowing shadows. And thanks to his accelerated perception—now passively heightened by the visor Alicia gave him—his mind easily processed the rapid influx of data, allowing him to weave effortlessly around abandoned transport hubs and sharp corners without losing a fraction of his momentum.