Sector 13 is no place for breathing humans; it is a graveyard of recycled steel. Under the influence of the "echo" frequency from the ancient sound collector, Kael and I move like ghosts among the Sovereign patrols. The armed soldiers walk right past us as if we were nothing more than air, their eyes fixed on scanner screens that now display nothing but static.
"This won't last forever," Kael whispers. His voice sounds like it is coming from the depths of a pipe, strange and devoid of human texture. "That vibration... it's consuming your body's energy, Elian. I can see your aura dimming."
I glance at my hand. My skin looks translucent, revealing a bloodstream now pulsing with a faint, silver glow. "I know. But we have to reach that transmission tower before they manage to synchronize wit
