They moved carefully down the rocky slope, the descent steep and shrouded in darkness. Despite the lack of light, Gideon could see far more clearly than any ordinary human, his enhanced vision allowing him to navigate the terrain with ease.
Elaine seemed equally unbothered by the conditions, her movements steady and confident as she followed alongside him.
From within the bandits' headquarters, a mixture of panicked and irritated voices echoed through the night.
"The hell?! It died again?"
"Didn't we already replace it with a better version?!"
"Fuck! Where is the mechanic? Tell them to fix it!"
The confusion was understandable. Gideon recalled a power outage in his old city; the rage people felt was something new he had seen.
It was oddly fascinating that even after the collapse of modern society—after phones and the internet had vanished—people still reacted to inconvenience in much the same way.
