Chapter 113: The Miracle Blooms

The scent of ozone and shattered plaster hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the violent intrusion that had just occurred. Luis Zorn was gone, a phantom of malevolent energy retreated into the night, but the chilling resonance of his power remained. Jayla, her initial terror slowly subsiding into a trembling apprehension, clung to Holden’s arm. Darren stood by the broken window, his silhouette a grim sentinel against the city lights, his expression a mixture of awe and grave concern. Holden...