Eventually, the familiar entrance to the underground parking garage came into view.
Bong-gu let out a quiet breath of relief. "We're back."
Thomas glanced toward the dark sky above them, his expression still tense. "What if those flying abominations followed us here?"
"I don't think they can track us that easily," Natasha replied. "There has to be a limit to what they can sense. If they could follow us wherever we went, they would've kept chasing us instead of stopping earlier."
Thomas still looked uneasy, but he eventually nodded.
"There's no point worrying about it now," Jaxon said. "If they do come after us, we'll deal with them. For now, help me block the entrance. It won't stop them for long, but at least we'll know if something tries to force its way inside."
