Chapter 83

• Chapter Eighty Three
• Rick’s feet hit the pavement in steady rhythm—thump, thump, thump—each stride cutting through the cool morning air. The sun was just beginning to chase away the dawn, thin gold lines stretching across the quiet streets of Starlight City. The early jog had become a ritual, a way to centre himself before the chaos of training, media, expectations… and now, even hidden threats.
• His mind drifted back to the conversation he’d been having with the system moments earlier.