Chapter 218

Morrigan sprinted through the streets. Her body worked overtime, knitting together wounds and replenishing lost blood. She could feel her strength returning, but it wasn't fast enough.

The drone still circled overhead, its engines whining as it prepared for another attack.

All around her, panicked civilians fled in every direction. Screams pierced the air as people scrambled for cover.

A woman stumbled into Morrigan's path, clutching her child's hand.

"Get away from here!" she yanked her son toward a shop entrance. "They're bombing the street!"

"Run! Everyone run!" A security guard waved people toward the mall entrance. "This isn't a drill!"

"What the fuck is happening?" Someone shouted from a doorway of a supermarket. "Is this a terrorist attack?"

Bodies pushed past each other in waves.

"They're targeting that woman!" a street vendor pointed at Morrigan. "Get away from her!"