Halfway to their destination the trio came to a stop and looked up at where they were going.
"Isn't that–"
"Son of a Bitch!" Havok cursed as they started racing to the side of the mountain. Grant and Leona were both much faster than they were a decade ago and Leona even inherited her own movement technique, but right now it was faster for them if she was carried by Grant. She attached herself to his back using her vines. They were back-to-back as Grant raced behind Havok.
….
The trio were not the only ones who were having a busy evening.
