Dusk

“Hey Berni,” Blake called, observing Chandonis’s glowing skyline. “The Gen 4 guys said they’ll sweep the badlands, right? How about we check out the big city first? There’s lots of buildings down there.”

Bernicia sighed. “Hey, you think maybe this is all just a fool’s errand?”

“What’s with that all of a sudden?” Blake gave her a look. “Getting cold feet?”

“What’s cold is our trail,” Bernicia replied. “I mean, think about it. We have literally nothing to work with! Have you even heard of Metacorps before now?”

“Well… no. I was kind of hoping we’d just get lucky,” Blake muttered. “You know, run into someone who has exactly what we need, lead us to exactly where we need to go, junk like that. Wishful thinking, right?”

“The wishfulest,” Bernicia scoffed. “Ugh. Now I wanna go shopping.”

“Huh?! You have money?”

“You don’t?” Bernicia smirked as she zoomed towards the downtown district.