Grace Luna held the Echo Stone close, its crystalline surface reflecting the neon glow of Neo-Veridia. The readings were erratic—a surge of temporal distortion rippling through the lower districts. She focused, attempting to isolate the source and dampen the anomaly before it fractured reality. Each pulse from the stone sent a jolt through her arm, but she held firm, determined to protect the city from unraveling.
this was a pretty low step result, only 400 steps!, around 1000 steps would be the min i'd use normally.