Chapter 44 Echoes Of The Mark

• The night pressed heavy over the ruins of the Bai tower. Ash and ozone, remnants of the explosion that had ripped through its foundations, carried a metallic smell in the wind. Drones used for emergencies floated through the fog, silent witness to the aftermath.
• Jared's steel-grey eyes were alert but dim as he stood close to the shattered entrance, his coat ripped and bloody.
• Emma whispered beside him, "Liam's team is sweeping the upper floors. Nothing as of yet. No traces of the energy from the shadow, no spikes in the signal.”