Chapter 87

I woke up to the sound of a gunshot.

I slowly cracked my eyes open, a set of seven people were a few paces before us. The view from outside the car is now telling me I’m no longer on the plane. The light of the car tells me they were all men judging by the way they stalked towards us.

To my left, Tyler’s face remained calm—deadly calm. One that he often wears before he indulges into a full battle stunt. His face is wholly painted to what most people call as the ‘calm before the storm’.

He’s the Storm Summoner, there’s no doubt he won’t live up to his title and moniker. Yet, something tells me his expression is a little bit different to what I mostly see.

He’s not angry, according to this angle I am staring at. He just sat there, not even bothering to open the door and greet them with a wall of ice. My husband just remained sitting beside me, waiting for something I don’t know.

Wiping the misty surface of the window with m