"I'm so, so sorry…" she kept apologizing.
But Lennox wasn't listening to her anymore. His ears twitched, his eyes snapping toward the entrance door. "Something is wrong," Lennox growled, his muscles bunching to shift. "The air… it's heavy."
The front door didn't just open; it was shoved off its hinges with a violent, magical force. Stepping over the threshold was a man who looked nothing like their father. His face was sharp, scarred, and framed by matted dark hair. This was Neon's real face.
Lennox roared and attacked, but halfway through the air, he hit an invisible wall. He crashed to the floor, his limbs hurting. Behind him, Levi and Louis tried to shift, but their bones groaned as if pinned by a mountain.
"I can't… I can't move my light!" Olivia gasped, her hands trembling as she tried to spark a teleportation circle. A shimmering, oily barrier was absorbing her power before it could even manifest.
