The three shouted in unison, "We'll avenge Marshall!"

But the next moment, they all turned and ran—some heading outside, others upstairs—any direction that offered the quickest escape.

Molly raised an eyebrow. Weren't they just full of righteous fury a second ago? How could they suddenly run away together?

It was only natural. One strike, one comrade dead, and they knew better than to risk their lives foolishly. They were ability users, after all—surviving elsewhere was easy. Charging reckles