The demonstration zone is a masterpiece of magical misdirection.
Morgan and her team have spent the last forty-eight hours transforming a natural ley-line intersection in the eastern forest into a highly controlled, pseudo-scientific exhibit. The raw, blinding silver energy of the node has been filtered through a series of dampening crystals, reducing its output to a steady, pulsing azure glow. To the human eye—and to the highly calibrated Geiger counters and spectrometers carried by the UN delegation—it reads as a massive, hyper-dense piezoelectric mineral deposit.
It looks like the future of clean energy. It feels like a caged star.
I walk beside Ambassador Vance, my posture relaxed, my hands clasped loosely behind my back. Kade is a half-step behind my right shoulder, his physical pr
