Wil's team, oblivious to the fate that had befallen Delta Squad, went about their daily lives. The memory of their mission at Blackrock Tower was still fresh, but they had settled into a routine as they awaited the return of their upgraded ATechs.
Wil spent his days at the university, attending classes and studying with his friends. At night, he continued his parkour training, scaling buildings and testing his limits. It was his way of staying sharp, of being ready for whatever came next.
"Any word on when we'll get our ATechs back?" Mary asked one evening as they gathered for a team meeting.
"Not yet," Wil replied, adjusting his glasses. "But I've been keeping an eye on the news. Things have been quiet… too quiet."
Arthur, ever the joker, leaned back in his chair. "Maybe we finally scared all the aliens away?"
Berret shook his head, his expression serious. "I doubt it. Something big is coming. I can feel it."
