"They are already shaking the concrete."
Aria Vance stood on the marble steps of the Grand Hall. She pointed a trembling finger across the narrow avenue.
The massive Vanguard Arena was a blinding fortress of artificial light. Eighty thousand screaming fans packed the corporate stadium. The Global Music Awards were in full execution.
Giant digital billboards projected the massive faces of manufactured pop stars. The music bleeding into the street was incredibly loud and entirely lifeless.
"It is just a massive playback loop," Elias evaluated coldly.
The rock vocalist stood right next to Aria. He wore a simple black leather jacket over his broad shoulders.
"They are lip syncing to digital tracks," Elias continued with pure disgust. "There is absolutely no biological acoustic generation
