Damian shot through the open window, leaving behind a trail of black flames that quickly dissipated into the night.
His figure crossed the spacious bedroom before coming to a halt beside the enormous bed.
He glanced towards the bed.
Linda was sleeping soundly beneath the covers, her blonde hair spread across the pillow. Her breathing was gentle and steady, and her expression was peaceful. She hadn't even bothered to change her sleeping position despite the commotion that had shaken the entire settlement moments earlier.
Damian blinked.
"She can actually sleep with all that noise outside?"
He stared at her for a moment, genuinely surprised.
The alarms had been blaring, explosions had shaken the ground, and the entire fortress had been on the verge of being overrun by a Tide. Yet here she was, sleeping as though nothing had happened.
A small movement beneath the bed caught his attention.
Abel crawled out from underneath it.
