"It doesn't destroy," Kael says, circling the pedestal. "Destruction is old thinking. Crude. The Echo rewrites memory. Not yours—the object's. Point it at a missile, and the missile forgets it was ever meant to fly. Point it at a tank, and the tank forgets how to be metal. It reverts to ore, to scattered molecules, to the idea of itself before it became a weapon."
"We do." Kael gestures toward the far end of the row. "The final piece. We call it the Echo." New Arsenal- script
"Beautiful, isn't it?" The voice comes from everywhere and nowhere. "It doesn't destroy," Kael says, circling the pedestal
Kael's smile doesn't reach their eyes. "The Echo works on anything. Including memories. Including people. Including the person holding it." "It doesn't destroy