The silence after the fight did not feel calm or peaceful. It felt thick, heavy, and full of danger that had not yet shown its face. The old station smelled like dust, metal, and blood mixed together. Every sound Kai and Aria made felt too loud in the empty space. Even breathing felt risky, like the walls themselves were listening.
Kai moved first, forcing his tired body to stay alert. He checked every corner, every shadow, and every doorway with careful steps. His muscles burned, and his hands shook slightly, but his focus did not break. He knew better than to relax too soon. Survival had taught him that danger often waited for weakness.
Aria stayed close behind him, her heart still racing from what she had done. The memory of striking the man played again and again in her mind. Her arm
