"What happened? Where is Kate?" Greg's voice cut through the room like a blade, sharp, cold, and trembling with fury.
He and Jessica had returned to the safe house after deciding it was best to lie low for a while—just until he could "sort things out" with the world leaders. It was supposed to be a place of safety. A breather. But instead of comfort, they were met with chaos.
The sight before them was harrowing.
Aaron lay on the floor, blood dried around the edges of his lips. Dual Blade and Will were unconscious nearby, their bodies bruised and scorched as if they had just survived a battlefield. Only Aaron showed signs of life—barely.
Greg knelt beside him without hesitation. His hand glowed with power as he invoked dragon's tongue. "Heal." A wave of radiant energy pulsed out, enveloping the three. Their wounds began to close, bruises faded, and color returned to their faces.
