The road to the south wasn't paved with asphalt, it was paved with bad intentions and corrupt data.
Rin engaged the autopilot on the Void-Runner, leaning back in the driver's seat and rubbing his eyes while the neural interface helmet sat on the dash, staring at him like a silent accuser. Driving with his brain was efficient, cutting reaction times down to milliseconds, but it left a taste of copper and ozone on his tongue that water couldn't wash away.
"Loot check," Rin said, turning his chair around to face the crew.
The interior of the APC smelled like wet dog and ozone—the lingering scent of the Null-Serpent fight from the coast.
Leo held up a massive, jagged tooth the size of a shortsword that pulsed with a sickly green light.
[Item: Serpent's Fang]
[Class: Material / Weapon]
[Effect: Inflicts 'Data Rot' on hit. Reduces target regeneration by 80%.]
"Nasty," Nyx commented, looking at it from her bunk. "Attach it to the car?"
