You were walking through the streets of New York City. Sweating under the blistering summer sun, you stop momentarily under the shade of an awning. Unzipping your satchel, you pull out a water bottle and quickly drink down the contents.

You had been running from your bonds for years. You felt your my own bond thrum within you, but you quickly silenced it. You had to focus. Gryphon was getting better at tracking you as each year passed. You were worried that if he didn't take your bait and go to Arizona, then they were in the city. The thought of facing the twins, Nox and North, sent shivers down your spine.