Moss-Eye dragged his specialized crystalline scanner across Eon's chest. The device clicked wildly to process the residual cosmic energy lingering in Eon's veins.
He despised the daily examinations.
Eon squirmed on the reinforced examination table, swinging his legs back and forth. A sudden cough racked the child's frame, triggering a momentary spatial hiccup that swallowed a nearby tray of surgical tools into a miniature black hole.
Deputy Varek pinched the bridge of his nose and logged the lost equipment on his clipboard. The boy suffered from void-reflux after expending excessive energy.
Krug and Gorak constantly ordered Eon to restrict his powers, yet restraining a ten-year-old walking apocalypse proved futile
"Your core temperature fluctuates too much," Moss-Eye noted. He recorded the metrics on a parchment clipboard. "You deploy spatial rifts without regulating your output. This causes biological strain on your internal organs."
