C48 Extraction

Martina shook her head. "No one knows."

"What?!" Egil exclaimed, standing up so quickly he hit his head on the roof of the off-road vehicle. Rubbing his head, he sat back down, bewildered. "How can that be? Why?"

It was because Nabokov and Forest Dryad had completely concealed the whole affair. You've been reduced to just another ordinary speed meta-human