The wind howled through the broken skeletons of Blackvale's skyscrapers, carrying with it the scent of fire, fear, and fate. Cambria moved quickly, keeping to the shadows of the ruined city. Her boots crunched over debris as she followed the pulse of the Mirror shard in her hand. It was guiding her leading her to him.
To Maddox.
Every step was a battle between memory and mission. The streets she once knew were now unfamiliar battlegrounds, warped by the Architect's corruption. Flickering shadows moved through alleyways. Buildings groaned as if in mourning. The sky overhead pulsed with crimson light, casting long, unnatural shadows.
She had to find Maddox. And she had to do it before the Architect found her first.
