It had been fifteen hours since the Voyager left lunar orbit. Mars loomed ahead, growing larger with each passing minute.
Liam hadn't been idle during those fifteen hours. While Lucy piloted the starship at minimum sustainable velocity, he'd spent nearly every waking moment in the Voyager's training facility.
The facility occupied an entire deck, a vast space designed specifically for superhuman conditioning. Gravity could be adjusted from zero to five times Earth normal. Environmental controls could simulate everything from arctic cold to volcanic heat. Obstacles materialized through hard-light projections, creating scenarios that would challenge even the most advanced metahuman.
Liam had pushed himself harder than he had in weeks. His powers had stagnated over the past month, trapped at the same level while he dealt with other things. But here, with nothing but time and space between destinations, he could finally focus on improvement.
