Yunfeng ran toward the shelves, his eyes locked onto Hana. Even in the dim warehouse, he recognized that oversized T-shirt. That was his. She stole it. Of course, he'd notice her anywhere.
"HANA!!" he yelled, his voice echoing through the vast, dark space.
Hana squinted in confusion. "What the—YUNFENG?!" Her eyes widened. "YOU! Run your ass away, not toward me, dumbass!" She waved frantically.
From the opposite shelf, Muchen glanced down at the commotion. His eyes sharpened the moment he saw the two figures rushing in—Yunfeng and Jai.
And behind them…
A towering shadow moved. Limbs too long. Skin stretched tight over bulging, unnatural muscles. Its mouth was grotesquely wide, lips peeled back to expose jagged rows of teeth. And it was fast.
"Fuck…" Muchen exhaled.