[VOLUME 11: THE ETERNAL CHASE][LIFE: #48][LOCATION: VANCE TOWER, PENTHOUSE WORKSHOP]
The morning sun streamed through the bulletproof, UV-filtered windows of the penthouse, illuminating a scene of focused chaos.
Kaelen Thorne sat at a workbench he had dragged into the living room (ruining the Feng Shui, according to Li). He was wearing welding goggles. Sparks flew as he worked on a cylindrical object clamped in a vise.
"Pass me the sonic screwdriver," Kaelen grunted.
"We do not have a sonic screwdriver," Aldren Vance replied from the sofa, sipping a mimosa. "This is not a sci-fi show. It is an urban fantasy. Use the magical wrench."
Kaelen grabbed a wrench that glowed with a faint blue rune. He tightened a bolt on the object.
"Done," Kaelen announced. He lifted his goggles.
Elara Vance walked over, holding a cup of coffee. She looked at the object.
It was her rolling pin. The wooden one she had stolen from The Bean & Brew.
But it was different now.
