Alliance

Glen poured the particles into his hand. Using a finger, he tapped and moved the dainty dust around. He took a sniff of the dust before producing a magnifying glass he happened to have on him. (I was not about to ask why he carried one around.) He hemmed and mumbled all while he inspected the dirt. Finally, he tasted it.

I groaned in disgust. "Was that necessary?" Ace barely has a chance to catch his breath before he is recruited by Ether Operations, a secret organization tasked with polici...