Those Altered bastards strut up and down the street like they own the place. If we're not careful, one day they will.

-Unknown citizen of Earth, September 29th, 2189 CE

"LET ME LEAD."

"No," Pyra said. "I got this."

"What happened to taking it easy?" Nift asked, crossing his arms. The gang was back in their regular Arena corner, in their assigned positions. The twins hovered at Pyra's side. The boy picked at his metal collar, succeeding only in ...