Bought by the Feral Billionaire
The white-hot portal of celestial light tore through space, depositing Dominic, Clara, and their newborn son directly onto the private helipad atop Vance Tower.
The night air over the capital was thick with the acrid stench of burning jet fuel, ozone, and heavy military silver powder. Explosions rocked the lower levels of the eighty-story glass skyscraper, lighting up the overcast skyline in violently pulsing shades of orange and black. Sirens wailed throughout the metropolitan grid, but down on the streets, human authorities were helpless against the supernatural war unfolding inside the tower.