Aegis Protocol

The rain hit like shrapnel as Orion Vale stepped out into the fractured skyline of Argos
City. Neon lights flickered on the wet pavement, dancing like ghosts beneath his boots.
He moved with the silent certainty of a man who’d walked through war and didn’t leave
all of it behind. His face bore no mask. In this part of the city, no one looked long
enough to remember it anyway.