The neon lights of Hong Kong's crowded districts faded into a dim glow as Watts moved toward the less populated outskirts.
The sounds of bustling life grew distant, replaced by the faint hum of wind rustling through the scattered trees and abandoned buildings.
Reaching the shadows, with a simple will of his mind, El Max came out of his body and enveloped him in an effortless show of finesse.
El Max came alive as he stepped into it, the panels shifting and securing themselves around his body with a series of faint hisses and clicks.
The HUD sprang to life, illuminating his vision with a faint blue overlay as a soft chime signaled the activation of Blackbox.
"Destination locked?" he asked.
"Ready when you are," Blackbox replied, its voice calm and efficient.
Watts crouched slightly, feeling the suit's systems hum in synchrony with his own focus.
