Of course, the ability users in the crowd were a different story—they were already sizing up Ray and Honey, weighing whether it was worth the risk to kill and steal.

Even with Ray having scrambled the timeline this badly, some things still found their way back on track.

"Ms. Machken?" a voice rang out, startled. A middle-aged man came jogging over, his face lit with genuine delight.

Honey studied him, clearly hesitant.

She didn't recognize him.

Ray only smiled. "His name's Cyrus Lennox. One