TWENTY NINE
STEVE FELT internally disoriented from the impacts and the beating Stellar had inflicted on him. He shook himself off, and he rose up on that dim mountainside in the moonlight. This was the final resting place of his opponent. Up and back toward the city lights, his interview was still scheduled in just minutes time. He needed to hurry back to the news studio to keep true to his word. That was one thing Steve valued above all others, keeping his word.
When the power failed across the horizon, he jolted back and struggled to understand. The entire city and beyond descended into darkness, save for the headlights and a few emergency generators providing soft red glows in isolated pockets. A power failure of this magnitude could lead to chaos and rioting across the metropolitan a
