Who's The Loser Heir?
Lila hissed, her own movements a blur as she deployed a sonic disrupter, sending a high-pitched whine through the air that momentarily disoriented their attackers.
But the Shadow Dogs were prepared. From every direction, figures emerged from the darkness—at least a dozen of them, their faces grim, their movements coordinated. They were not just street thugs; they were a well-trained, disciplined unit.
Noah and Lila found themselves back-to-back, surrounded. Noah’s tactical gear, usually his greatest asset, was suddenly useless. The Shadow Dogs were equipped with signal jammers, neutralizing his comms and his low-light vision. The air crackled with a strange, oppressive energy.