Adam's boots thudded softly against the stone as he sprinted through the shadowed streets. Robert's warning about Lily's abduction echoed in his mind, but there was no time to dwell on it.
District 2 was his destination now, where he hoped to find any trace of her. He shot Bran a determined nod as he dashed past him, focusing all his energy on the race against time.
He leapt from one rooftop to another with growing urgency, his heart pounding like a drumbeat in his chest.
Despite his natural speed, it didn't feel fast enough. Adam knew that if he didn't increase his pace, he'd be too late.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed every last bit of his power into his legs, feeling a surge of energy as his steps quickened.
At this speed, Adam was a blur against the night sky. If any ordinary bystander looked up, they'd only catch a glimpse of his shadowed afterimage, leaping from roof to roof in a deadly rhythm.
