Vanessa's workshop no longer looked like just a student's lab.
Overnight, it had been changed. General Ironwood kept his promise. Boxes of army-level gear now stood along the walls, their casing looked very different from Vanessa's own custom-built devices.
"Well," Vanessa said, running her hand over a new, buzzing server bank. "His stuff works very well, I'll give him that. But it has no style at all."
Jonah managed a weak smile. They were trying to act normal, but the General's final warning still felt heavy. I will hunt you myself. They had a powerful new ally, but he was also a powerful new threat.
"As long as it works," Jonah said.
