The Iron Tower rose from the heart of a city that Marcus recognized but had never entered. It looked like an ordinary corporate headquarters on the surface—forty stories of glass and steel, perfectly designed to blend into any modern skyline. But as the Syndicate van pulled into the underground garage, the truth became visible.
The tower extended far deeper than any visible structure. They descended through level after level of parking, past laboratories, past training facilities, past chambers that contained people in various stages of enhancement. They went down for what felt like five minutes of continuous descent, and Marcus realized that the visible tower was just the tip of something vast that existed beneath the earth.
The restraints holding Marcus had adapted to his Void cultivat
