"Miss, they're here."
The moment Chloe summoned Thunderbird's Feather, she felt the overwhelming presence stop outside the apartment.
Whoever it was had completely locked onto them.
The pressure rolling off that person was enormous, so dense it almost felt physical. Every instinct Chloe had as a martial artist screamed that the figure standing beyond the door was dangerous far beyond normal standards.
They were already here.
She immediately grabbed Anya's hand and guided her out of the bedroom while tightening her grip around Thunderbird's Feather. Blue lightning crackled softly around the curved blade as her sharp eyes fixed themselves on the apartment entrance.
Part of her wanted to press the emergency beacon immediately and summon the family's experts without hesitation.
But something stopped her.
