Roxy's POV
Panic seized my chest, so did it for everyone.
Humanity was shaken that day.
My heart hammered violently against my ribs as I turned to look at my team, the echoes of Deathborn's vile laughter still vibrating in the air. The sound was a parasitic poison crawling deep into my ears.
"Damn it!" I screamed, the sheer terror forcing its way out of my throat, raw and completely uncontrolled. "Gena, Akira, Seraphiel, take Oob and get to the headquarters right now. You know what to do. Find out how a Shifter figured out how to broadcast themselves...!"
Oob squeaked as Gena scooped him up immediately, her face completely pale as she glanced at Akira. Seraphiel nodded affirmatively, his massive golden wings flaring open with a hum of angelic energy. As they stepped on the teleportation plate, they vanished, leaving only me and Cyrus standing in the hall.
The invisible clock in my head screamed at me.
The orb activation was less than five minutes away.
