What was in that damn box that caused the whole building to plunge into chaos, mired in monsters and a living nightmare. You jumped off the balcony in a panic, looking at the tense face of Zayne, whose gaze was fixed on a huge clot of fire and darkness that was gaining momentum

You took a step forward, pointing the gun at the clot, your hands were shaking and your fingers were trying to drop the weapon from your hands...while a firm and familiar hand lay on top of yours, a man's chest pressed against your back, and a firm and calm voice sounded in your ear.

"Shoot, I'm close"

His free hand gently squeezed yours, connecting your Evol, causing your palms to be enveloped in a soft light from the ice