Ethan leaned back against a tree, closing his glowing silver eyes as his telepathic link with Harley faded. He exhaled sharply, exhaustion creeping into his voice. "System," he called out, his voice steady but tinged with irritation. "Give me a damn distance. How far am I from her?"
The system's familiar robotic tone chimed in, its precision contrasting with Ethan's frustration.
Analyzing telepathic seal coordinates. Stand by...
The air around Ethan shimmered faintly, a grid of green lines flickering into existence in his field of vision. Data streams and cryptic symbols cascaded down the edges, incomprehensible to anyone but the system itself. A faint hum resonated in the air, like the subtle vibration of a machine calculating impossibilities.
