The immunity field shimmered softly around the tiny figure nestled in Dr. Vance’s palm. Mira curled up, shivering but completely unharmed. The field kept her suspended, weightless, and untouched — exactly as it was designed to do.
Dr. Vance brushed a stray lock of hair behind Mira’s tiny ear and exhaled slowly.
“This next part is only for observation,” she said gently. “You won’t touch anything, and nothing will touch


