The Klik

Previously

…The signal cut out abruptly, leaving behind an unnerving silence, a void more chilling than the one they had just conquered. For a long moment, no one spoke. The music, the laughter, the healing hum of The Pocket all seemed to fade into insignificance. The victory, so hard-won, felt suddenly fragile, a temporary reprieve in an ongoing war. Shift stood, and as he did, the faintest shimmer of energy began to form around him. The layered armor, the familiar black and blue glow, began to coalesce, not with the urgency of a desperate fight, but with the quiet resolve of a duty renewed. His eyes, once filled with the weariness of battle, now held a steely determination. “Lets Go.”