Alastor excused himself from the VIP room and slipped out of the club. Arthur offered him a ride home, but Alastor declined, claiming he had a private errand to run. He walked for several blocks until he found a secluded, dimly lit alley. There, with a subtle shimmer, his cloth vanished, replaced in an instant by a sleek, form-fitting battlesuit. This near-instantaneous transformation was a feature of his unique inventory system.
Unlike the typical spatial storage devices common on Earth, which merely stored and retrieved items, Alastor's inventory boasted a vast capacity and allowed him to equip and unequip items seamlessly, without the cumbersome process of physically retrieving them. It was a remarkable advantage in situations requiring swift changes.
Once the battlesuit materialized, Alastor pulled the hood over his head and, with a burst of speed that blurred his form, vanished into the night.
