The pulse tore through the sky like a scream.
Every building shook. Every streetlight flickered out. The city — already a graveyard — went silent.
Leon and Nova stood in the rain as the red beam from Kade’s corpse burned through the clouds. Then the light twisted, folding inward, forming a rip in the sky itself.
[System Alert: Dimensional Rift Detected.]
[Designation: Sovereign-Class Entity Incoming.]
Nova swore softly. “He actually did it.”
Leon’s voice was low, steady. “You’ve seen this before?”
“Once,” she said. “Back when I was still with the Syndicate. It took three units of S-rank Candidates to bring down a Sovereign Host. We still lost half of them.”
“Good odds,” Leon muttered, loading a new shell into his shotgun.
Nova looked at him sharply. “This isn’t a fight you can win
