Steven and Ross remained frozen, their eyes locked on the gun pointed at them.
Steven's mind raced, searching for a way out, but the leader's erratic movements made it clear that any wrong move could be their last.
Ross clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as he acted like he wanted to lunge forward.
But the odds were against them and he also did not want to expose his powers just yet.
The leader's gaze shifted between Steven and Ross, his impatience growing by the second.
"Where's the key to your car? Throw it over here, now!" he demanded, his voice sharp and unyielding.
Steven hesitated, his eyes flicking toward Ross.
They had no weapons, no backup, and no time to think.
The leader noticed the hesitation and snapped.
He swung his gun toward Adele, the barrel now aimed squarely at her head.
"You think I'm joking?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.