Chapter 61: A New Threat
"Keep on... make it in time."
"I hope it's not too late."
Trisha's legs blurred as she sprinted across the road, a mere streak of motion cutting through the air like a bullet. The pounding in her chest was deafening, her breathing sharp and ragged as her eyes darted back and forth, scanning the surroundings. Every second mattered, every step a race against something far beyond human understanding.
Something ominous.
It wasn't just the urgency that gnawed at her. It was the aura. She could feel it—an overwhelming presence, thick as tar, coating the air like a foul mist. It clung to everything, suffocating, pressing down on her spirit as if the very air sought to crush her.
And yet, it wasn't just the aura itself that made her blood run cold. It was the sheer malevolence of it.
