The Gravity of the Situation

The spores pulsed.

Once.

Twice.

Brighter.

And then everything flashed green.

Seul didn't wait to see what came next.

The moment the light flared above them, she pulled.

A silent command to gravity rippled outward from her, folding the space between them in an instant. Joon jerked sideways from where he'd been crouched behind a wrecked sign; Jin, halfway to shifting his stance, was yanked off-balance mid-step. Even Echo, alert and always in motion, was dragged back as if the ground itself tilted inward.

They collided around her in a rough knot of limbs and breath.

Seul raised her hands and pushed outward.