The Enforcer raised his rifle. A beam of concentrated sound—a sonic bullet meant to shatter bone—erupted from the barrel. It struck her square in the chest. The air rippled with the impact, and the pavement beneath her cracked. But Elara didn't fall.
As she walked past them, the Enforcers stood like statues, paralyzed by the very strength they tried to suppress. Elara stepped out of the alley and into the main square, no longer a ghost in the machine, but a beacon that the city could never turn off. david_guetta_titanium_ft_sia_lyrics
A faint, metallic shimmer rippled across her skin. The energy of the blast didn't tear through her; it washed over her like water against a cliffside. She stood taller, her skin glowing with a dull, silver luster. The Enforcer raised his rifle