The gunshot echoed through the cabin like thunder. Aurora flinched, but felt no pain. Opening her eyes, she saw Tina's hand extended, a shimmering violet shield flickering in front of them. The bullet hung suspended in the air before dropping harmlessly to the floor.
"Run!" Tina screamed, her face contorted with effort as she maintained the shield.
Aurora didn't hesitate. She bolted toward the bedroom where Elias lay sleeping—poisoned. Behind her, furniture crashed as Dante and Tina fought, violet light flashing against the walls.
She burst through the door to find Elias sprawled across the bed, his skin pale and clammy. His breathing came in shallow gasps.
"Elias!" She shook him frantically. "Wake up!"
His eyelids fluttered but didn't open. Aurora's mind raced. Poison. She needed to get it out of him.
