The morning sun cast a warm glow over Toraz mansion, its golden rays filtering through the high windows and illuminating the grand halls.
Inside, Butler Mendez walked briskly, his eyes focused on the hologram projected above his bracelet. As he moved through the mansion, snippets of conversation from the hologram filled the air.
"I swear, around five o'clock this morning, I saw a giant steel object descending into Toraz," one voice said, the tone tinged with awe and disbelief.
"Yes, I saw it too," another voice chimed in. "And then it transformed into five vending machines. I couldn't believe my eyes."
"Maybe they were delivering more water," a third voice speculated. "After all, a lot of people in town love that water."
"But have you noticed?" yet another voice added. "The cores in our bracelets aren't working anymore. They're not accepting the cores."
