They moved all at once.
No hesitation.
No delay.
Every form in the room turned toward her like something had snapped into place like the decision had already been made and all that was left was execution.
Victor didn't wait.
He stepped in front of her again, already moving before the first one even closed the distance. "Stay behind me!"
"I am not arguing with that!" she shot back, but her voice shook.
Because this time
It felt different.
Not like before.
Not like targeting.
Like elimination.
Dante saw it too.
"They're not trying to connect anymore," he said, voice low.
Victor didn't look back. "Yeah, I got that part."
"They're removing variables."
The girl swallowed hard. "That means me, right? Just say it it means me"
"Yes," Dante said.
No sugarcoating.
No delay.
And somehow that made it worse.
The first one reached Victor.
Impact.
Hard.
Sharp.
