The dust settled. Slowly. Like the world was holding its breath after a scream. Adam stood over Nullbreed's flickering form. The giant lay broken, his dark energy sputtering out like a dying campfire. That weird, static crackle around him was fading.
Adam didn't look triumphant. He looked… tired. Like he'd just finished moving heavy boxes. He shoved his hands back into his hoodie pockets and sighed, a puff of air disturbing the settling ash around his feet.
Crunch.
He turned. Brigg lay where he'd fallen, frozen mid-twitch, skin still flickering with that unnatural static. Adam walked over, crouching beside him. He tilted his head, studying the frozen survivor. No pity, just… assessment. Like checking a broken appliance.
He reached out. Not with his hand, exactly. More like… the air around his fingers shifted. It touched the static field clinging to Brigg.
[Reality Override: Temporal Reset - Localized]
