As soon as Leon spoke, Zion reacted instantly. He grabbed Yin from the ground and clamped a hand over his mouth.
"Shh," Zion whispered.
He narrowed his eyes and activated his ability.
Gaze.
A faint glow flickered in his irises as he scanned the White Team, analyzing their auras.
"Zion, what do you see?" Karina asked in a hushed tone.
"Wait…" Zion muttered, his eyes widening. Something was wrong.
He could only see three auras.
"Shit."
Zion's instincts screamed at him. He snapped his head back—only to find Callix standing behind them, his presence looming like a shadow.
With a slow tilt of his glasses, Callix smirked.
"May I ask what you're doing here, Top Five?"
The weight of his words sent a chill down Karina, Yin, and Zion's spines.
Despite the pressure, Zion took a bold step forward, forcing a confident grin.
