At the base of this groove sat a structure that defied modern architectural logic. It looked more like a medieval fortress than a testing facility, boasting ten grand cylindrical towers connected by soaring walls and massive iron-bound gates. A central spire rose from the heart of the complex, reaching toward the sky like a needle.
"Listen up," Mark said as he killed the engine. The silence that followed was deafening. He turned in his seat to face all seven of them.
"We are here to unlock your superpowers. This tradition has existed for as long as our history has been recorded. To be honest, we don't even fully understand the technology that powers this place. But understand this..."
He paused, his red eyes moving from face to face, lingering for a second longer on Thomas.
