"She made it!" Jimmy yelled, his voice a mixture of relief and awe, as he gripped Eric tightly.
His eyes locked onto Yelena, watching as she ran toward them with an almost unnatural, fluid grace, her feet barely touching the ground as she sprinted.
"That ice cold princess? She's a right bloody handful, but believe me, kid, we've got bigger monsters ahead of us."
Eric said loudly, his expression a blend of relief and taut focus.
His fingers tightened around the charger, ready for the next incoming tower. He was already mentally preparing for the next wave of danger, no room for hesitation.
With no obstacles in her path, Yelena continued her run, her pace unyielding and determined.
The distance between them shrank rapidly, her legs pushing her forward with a precision that bordered on the mechanical side. Her breathing was steady, calculated, even as the chaos around them intensified.
