As Zenith streaked through the night sky toward Lindingarde, the city's lights pierced the darkness, offering both promise and peril on the horizon. Her silhouette blurred against the moonlit clouds as she raced toward her destination with the swiftness of a shooting star.
"Dash?" Her voice crackled over the comms amid the rush of wind in her ears. "Where does Brenda even live? Pretty sure I can't confront her at the airport."
"Let's find out…" Dash's fingers danced across the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen displaying a wealth of data. "Assuming her name is still Brenda Aklas…"
As Dash delved into his search, Zenith descended into Lindingarde, greeted by the vibrant chaos of the bustling city sprawled below her. Lights stretched as far as the eye could see, beckoning like a maze of possibilities.
