Ty's voice stayed cautious but curious. "I see. Let's not wait for battle to test this. How about now?"
As he closed the distance to John, his words took on a sharper edge. "I don't fully trust what you're hiding, but that can wait." He extended his hand, an invitation veiled in suspicion. John met it with a firm handshake, his eyes unreadable.
"Not my problem," he replied coolly.
Then something surreal invaded Ty's mind, like noise expanding in silence. It was a strange itch, impossible to ignore. A digital prompt flickered into existence within his mental landscape: "Please give access to memories.
5-second window."
Ty raised an eyebrow. "This 5-second window--it only includes the immediate past, right?"
John nodded, his face betraying nothing. "As I mentioned, it only lasts as long as my energy holds."
Curious, Ty pressed on, "And how can you tell when you're running out of energy?"
