Bonto’s mouth moved. “There was once a pilot,” he whispered. “And he learned that time is not a river. It is a cage.”
“Bonto,” crackled the voice of his handler, the scarred engineer Aka. “The NSP is live. But listen to me. The more you rewind, the more the memory fragments. You’ll start to forget why you’re fighting. Use it sine mora . Without hesitation. Without delay .” sine mora nsp
He didn’t answer. He was already diving. Bonto’s mouth moved
Snap.