Roy shrugged. "I can summon a trail of ice and slide on that. It should propel me as fast as Lyric's speed glyphs."
A man dressed in custodian apparel cleaned the walls as Syler and Ronin conversed. Once Ronin had left, the "custodian" left the hotel, telling the manager that his shift was over. He tore off the custodian clothes and took off his hat to reveal a man with messy brown hair, a light facial hair, and dressed in a tattered black leather jacket, black trousers, and black sneakers. He slipped some shades on his head and sighed. Hopefully the one he was looking for would know... after such a long time. He stomped his foot, and a small seismic wave emerged from his foot, emanating in all directions like a river in the water. Akron looked up into the sky. "Lyric..."