Wynter raised an eyebrow. âFormations are always the same. Your formation is also like another worldto normal people.â
With that, she mounted her BMW Tomahawk again. âHold on tight. Weâre going in.â
The engine roared. If anyone had been present, they would have seen a black and red motorcycledisappearing into the villa.
There was no change outside after Wynter broke in.
The black mist was being emitted from only a corner inside the villa. It was as if an invisible door hadopened and closed again.@@novelbin@@