Armadura do Gênio: Despertar em Neon

Henrique ajusta os encaixes finais de sua bioarmadura enquanto se esconde atrás das caixas de metal na viela molhada. Luzes vermelhas de um drone policial varrem o beco logo acima, refletidas na superfície polida da armadura. O zunido dos motores mistura-se aos sons distantes da avenida principal. Henrique respira fundo, sente a estrutura biometálica se fundir ao corpo e aciona a interface: hologramas azuis piscam diante de seus olhos.

"Ativação completa"

, sussurra o sistema em voz baixa. A adrenalina pulsa. Passos ecoam na entrada do beco; um homem uniformizado da Agência de Registro de Poderes aparece, prancheta digital em mãos. Ele encara Henrique, olhos apertados de desconfiança.

"Você aí! Identificação, agora!"

O coração de Henrique dispara. Um raio de luz ilumina seu rosto, enquanto o sistema de defesa da armadura vibra, pronto para responder.

Henrique slams his palms against the damp brickwork, flooding the bio-armor with override commands. A sharp hiss of pressurized gases sounds as twin thrusters ignite along his spine. Luminescent azure wings burst from his back, spanning four meters like crystallized light. Rocketing upward, he leaves a trail of ionized air. Below, Valeriano Vane shields his eyes against the sudden, blinding brilliance of the ascent.

The blue light from the wings scattered across the rain-slicked walls of the alley, casting long, frantic shadows. Valeriano's voice was swallowed by the sudden roar of the thrusters, leaving behind only the sharp sting of ozone. High above the crumbling masonry, the cold wind of the upper city currents tugged at Henrique's frame, testing the stability of the bio-armor.

Henrique pushed his armor’s core to the brink, the reactor inside pulsing with fierce, steady power. The azure wings burst wide, spanning eight meters and cutting through the lingering mist. With a deafening boom, a focused surge of kinetic energy blasted from the thrusters, launching him into the dark sky like a rogue lightning bolt. Below, the blast’s shock scattered trash and debris across the alley, forcing Valeriano to stagger back against the cold, damp stone wall.

Henrique surged through the humid air of the upper city, neon lights from towering skyscrapers streaking into long, incandescent lines. The bio-armor's core thrummed with a steady, intense vibration deep in his chest. Above the alley, a low-flying transport drone swiveled its lens toward the sudden flare of blue light. The city's automated security grid hummed louder, signaling that Valeriano's alert had reached the local enforcement hub.

Henrique banked sharply through the thick smog, the bio-armor obeying his mental command. The iridescent wings folded swiftly into a sleek, matte-black shape, marked only by faint, pulsing azure lines tracing his joints. Below, the towering Central Neo-Tokyo Bank gleamed, its reinforced glass catching the harsh artificial light. As he began his descent toward the plaza, two private security guards near the main entrance looked up, hands hovering near their holstered kinetic-stunning batons.

Henrique concentrated deeply, drawing power from the bio-armor’s core to unleash a surge of raw energy. He stretched out his hand toward the guards, his palm radiating a fierce, oscillating blue light. An unseen wave of electromagnetic force pulsed outward from his suit, warping the air and crashing against the plaza's pavement. Kaelen-Voss braced himself, tightening his grip on the baton as the force rolled toward him.

The electromagnetic pulse sparked against the reinforced structure, casting a shower of blue light across the plaza. Kaelen-Voss stood firm, the grounding override in his gear emitting a sharp, high-pitched whine as it diverted the excess energy into the pavement. He fixed his eyes on the black-clad figure, shifting into a crouch ready for combat.

Henrique gritted his teeth, pushing the core of his armor to its absolute limit. From his outstretched hand, a violent surge of electromagnetic force burst forth, crackling with deafening blue static. The pressure hit the plaza like a heavy hammer, buckling the reinforced tiles and sending a shockwave that threatened to flatten everything in its path.

The plaza trembled beneath the force pushing outward, stone tiles cracking in sharp, jagged lines spreading from Henrique's position. Zevran Thorne stayed at the edge, tightening his hold on the blade as the air thickened with ozone and static. He observed the turmoil, his gaze shifting between the armored figure and the guard who had slipped behind the kiosk.

The blade sliced through the air, aimed with deadly precision at the armor's exposed joint. Henrique sensed a sudden, sharp shift in pressure behind him, the air parting like a predator’s path. As the steel edge closed in, the bio-armor’s sensors screamed, diverting energy to the impact zone. A blinding flash of defensive discharge erupted, forcing the attacker to recoil as the metal scraped fiercely against the reinforced plating.