Ethan stood there, momentarily thrown. The man had just dismissed the ambient Energy, the cause of the entire crisis, as nothing more than "watered-down trash." He claimed to be from the Extreme South, which could only mean the polar regions, and spoke of a clan called the Moonfrost Direwolves with a pride that sounded less like a Mutant gang and more like a sovereign nation that had existed long before the world fell apart.
'He's not human. Not fully, at least.'
Questions piled up in Ethan's mind, stacking one atop another, until his gaze drifted back to the VR Capsule. The accusation the Mutant had made was far too specific to ignore. The Mad Engineer had supposedly stolen their "princess."
"Alright," Ethan said at last, his voice cutting cleanly through the tension. He addressed the engineer through the pod's external speaker. "What's this about?"
Inside the capsule, the Mad Engineer blinked, his face settling into an expression of genuine confusion. "About what?"
