The moment hung in the air like a blade about to fall—Sarah's shattered breath, Diaz's sickening grin, the tension coiling tighter than a spring. I could feel the weight of her despair, the crush of her realizations, the rage burning through her like wildfire.
It was time.
With a thought, I teleported back to the warehouse gates, my body moving like a phantom on the wind. I hovered just outside, my invisibility still cloaking me as I reached into the system storage—and summoned my twin swords.
The blades materialized in my hands, their steel gleaming under the flickering warehouse lights, the runed edges humming with barely contained energy. I deactivated my invisibility—
And stepped into the warehouse like a storm.
"STOP!"
My voice boomed through the space, raw and desperate, as if I'd just arrived, as if I'd run the whole way. I sprinted forward, my boots pounding against the concrete, my swords flashing as I shoved two thugs aside like they were nothing.
