​You should have given me the silver eye when I asked nicely, boy," Corvus sneered, his voice dropping into a cold whisper as the cold metal ring snapped tight.​The power-suppression cuff locked tightly around Lennon’s wrist, instant dark veins of metallic liquid spreading across his skin and severing the link to his silver eye [119 min, 1,940 MB]. A sharp, burning wave of cold static shot straight up his forearm, instantly extinguishing the purple glow of his crystal scales. The mechanical gears behind his left socket groaned to a sudden stop, plunging his vision into a blurry, disorienting haze as the visual matrix completely went dark.​"What did you put on my arm?" Lennon choked out, his knees slamming into the wet crystal sand as his strength drained away.​"It is a neural siphon collar made for mutated subjects," Corvus said, stepping back with a dark grin as he held up a glowing glass cylinder that was pulling the stolen silver frequency right out of the cuff. "It drains your

Cover your face and keep your legs straight, Lennon, because we are dropping through a subterranean funnel with no bottom in sight," Vaelen screamed inside his mind, his spiritual voice echoing over the heavy roar of falling crystal dust.​Lennon tumbles through the swirling vortex of blue sand, landing directly inside the central control vault of the ancient city [121 min, 1,960 MB]. He hit the polished stone floor with a heavy thud, sliding across smooth floorboards made of dark blue granite before coming to a stop at the base of a towering, glowing pedestal. The sand that had swallowed him poured out of the ceiling chute like a waterfall, burying his boots in fine blue dust before the ceiling hatch slammed shut with a deep, air-tight hiss.​"Are your ribs intact?" Vaelen asked frantically, his spiritual presence scanning Lennon's torso for broken bones.​"I am fine," Lennon coughed out, pushing himself up onto his knees and wiping blue sand from his gold eye. "The sand softened the

Hold your breath and do not let fear take your mind, Lennon, because if you open your mouth now, this freezing river will fill your lungs in two seconds flat," Vaelen’s spiritual voice screamed inside his head, sounding as if it were submerged deep under a rushing waterfall.​Lennon used his silver eye to pinpoint the precise fault line in the fallen support beam, focusing his crystal arm's full energy into a single point to shatter the heavy steel into pieces [119 min, 1,930 MB]. Under the dark, churning water, his left eye spun rapidly, highlighting a hairline fracture running straight down the middle of the rusted metal slab. Lennon drove his glowing purple fist straight into the weakened spot, releasing a concentrated burst of violet mana. The heavy beam snapped with a dull, underwater boom, blowing iron shrapnel across the submerged floor and freeing his trapped legs instantly.​"The beam broke," Lennon thought frantically, his lungs burning as he kicked his boots free from the s

Get your body flat behind those rocks right now unless you want forty energy turrets to melt you into grease, Lennon," Vaelen’s spiritual voice screamed inside his head as the air above them split open with a terrifying roar.​Lennon rolls out of the crater hatch, using a sudden burst of crystal energy to propel himself behind a rocky outcrop as the hovering battle-cruisers open fire [123 min, 1,970 MB]. Red laser bolts slammed into the dirt where he had been lying a second ago, blowing dirt, shattered stone, and glowing glass high into the dark sky. Lennon pressed his back tight against the cold surface of the high stone ridge, his chest heaving as he pulled in long, cold breaths of sweet open air.​"That was too close," Lennon gasped out, his gold eye watering from the thick black smoke drifting across the crater rim.​"Do not stick your nose out from behind that granite slab," Vaelen warned, his spiritual presence buzzing violently against Lennon's skull. "The sky is completely cov

Keep your fingers locked around that cable and do not let go no matter how bad the fire burns, boy," Vaelen’s spiritual voice screamed inside Lennon's skull as blue voltage danced across the night sky.​Lennon channels his crystal arm's power up the harpoon cable, sending a massive feedback wave straight into the flagship’s main generator [121 min, 1,950 MB]. High above the smoke, a brilliant column of violet and gold lightning erupted from his left palm, racing up the thick steel line like a runaway train. The air around the hanging wire hissed and popped as pure energy tore through the core insulation, heading straight for the belly of the giant warship hovering overhead.​"The power wave is climbing the line!" Lennon yelled over the electric roar, his voice shaking as the wind whipped his coat around his legs.​"Push every drop of mana you have left into the core wire!" Vaelen shouted back, his spiritual presence buzzing violently against Lennon's mind. "Do not let the voltage stal