It was going to flatten the entire ground floor and all adjacent structures.
Then, it just stopped.
The shard hovered in mid-air, quivering with a gold hum.
A silhouette dropped through onto the square outside the building in a blur of Sacran rage. His aura was so bright it burned the dust out of the atmosphere.
Idan?
He flicked his wrist and sent the multi-ton slab flying into a nearby park, where it detonated into the trees.
Up in the clouds, Sheba detected Molan’s energy.
He was holding the dome’s skeleton together with his pure psionic willpower, his psychic roar vibrating in her teeth.
But above him, she sensed Sulfiqar, his hands extended toward Eden II, recharging, drawing every watt of power from the city’s electric grid to fuel another onslaught of his rage-fueled tsunami.
Sheba?Idan roared into her mind as chaos unleashed around him.
I’m here.
He swiveled to gaze into the wreckage of the building.Where, salkia?
Follow my neural signature,she suggested.
Sheba discerned him lock onto her as he ripped through twisted steel columns, searching for her.
He reached her, lifting the pinion over her and setting it down with care.
She launched herself into his arms, and he held her tight.
His face was a storm of gold, glowing fury, and terrified aggression.
‘Are you hit?’ he growled, his timbre thundering and echoing off the few walls still standing in the ruined square.
Sheba slid a hand over his fast-beating heart.
‘I’m fineuso’m,’ she murmured, her calm cutting through his worried rage. ‘My senses kicked in, and I was able to get out of the lobby before it completely disintegrated.’
More dome shards fell close by, and Idan cursed.
‘Fokk, I need to get back up there to kick Sulfiqar’s ass.’
‘Naam, finish it!’
She caught the hesitation in his eyes, sensing his primal instinct to whisk her away to safety, but she wasn’t having it.
‘Go!’ she ordered. ‘This place is a mess, and I have people to rescue. Move!’
Idan pressed his forehead against hers for one hard, bruising second, a silent, desperate promise.
He gave her a heated, scorching kiss before he turned and launched himself back into the sky.
As he did, he swept his arms wide, deflecting any last falling dome fragments away from the city centre.
Sheba kept her gaze on his ascent until he disappeared, then pivoted toward the wreckage and casualties.
She soon co-opted Sonia to help the injured as air ambulances rushed into the fray and chaos.
