A sudden and uncomfortable twist formed in Michael's stomach as his eyes locked onto the advancing figures in the distance. It wasn't just fear. It was something bigger. Something instinctive that told him the situation in front of them had already gone beyond what they had prepared for.
The pressure pressing against his chest grew heavier with every step Red took forward.
Beside him, Tobias narrowed his eyes, his grip tightening around his crossbow as his breathing slowed unnaturally. Darius shifted his stance slightly, his shoulders stiff as if bracing against something invisible.
Selene's expression hardened, but there was a faint tension showing at the corner of her lips, while Hana's gaze flickered for a brief second before she steadied herself again.
They all felt it.
That same quiet dread crawling under their skin.
But not all of them reacted the same way.
