Inside the hidden cavern behind Blinding Town, the air now hummed faintly with energy. A generator's low buzz filled the dim space, its soft light panels casting uneven shadows across the rocky walls. The place looked like an emergency shelter turned hideout—folding tables, medical kits, and a few duffel bags of supplies spread around.
Hutton lay unconscious on a makeshift cot, a biometric monitor clipped to his finger blinking steadily in green. The steady beep echoed faintly in the cavern. His breathing was even now, but the faint trace of energy still pulsed beneath his skin like veins of light—restless, unstable.
