Lucian studied him without blinking.
The last time he saw this figure, his sword had severed a four-star spy with surgical indifference.
Now he stood as a polite shop attendant.
"Your master is inside?" He asked calmly.
Zion inclined his head. "Milady is in the workshop. Please enter."
Lucian exchanged a brief glance with Stephen.
The pressure pressed against his senses once more as he stepped fully inside.
This time, he did not retreat.
Instead, a faint smile touched his lips.
"So this is the true foundation of Nexus," he murmured.
Kiara had already sensed Lucian Storm's arrival the moment Zion's internal scanner identified the aura at the entrance. Even before Zion bowed in greeting, she had paused mid-creation, allowing the half-formed 9mm bullet to dissolve back into ether particles.
"So it is him," she murmured to herself, eyes narrowing slightly.
