The people in the casino were all running around in panic as if they heard the roar. Doors were locking down, and Sinclair frowned as he couldn't even get to the next hallway as it was closed down by the guards. The wing he needed to go to was past the guards, but no matter how the others begged to return to their lounges on that side, the guards wouldn't let them.
In fact, the guards were even visibly armed with their high-caliber guns. They would shoot down anyone who forced their way to the other side. His teeth gritted upon running out of options. He could either take down those men and endanger the others or flash past the guards.
However, the hallway in front of them was so long. Even if he could flash past the guards, he didn't have anywhere to hide when the flash ran out. He didn't have that ability that Roth had, how the rascal remained invisible as long as he had magic.
