Yuri settled down in front of the medical pod. Suddenly, she felt the urge to just...stop. Lugging around the medical pod was drawing too much attention, making things riskier than they had to be.
Maybe it was time to try out her level-four Enova power.
Yuri's clear, bright eyes instantly darkened to a deep, ink-like black, almost void of any white.
A fog of darkness swirled in her eyes, countless invisible mental threads spun out from her, reaching every corner of the hospital building.
"She's below, on the seventh floor, northernmost room."
"That woman is a bit tricky. Stay away, just fire at will."
"Wasn't she just an omega, a disabled one at that?"
"Would a disabled omega dare to jump off a building with a medical pod? Would you dare?"
"I would. But I couldn't."
"..."
A group of alphas, brimming with hostility and killing intent.
In the room, Yuri smirked, "It's you guys, huh."
