The moment Liam spotted Ember and Gordon, his gut twisted in panic. Instinct took over before reason could catch up. He triggered Shadow Passage, disappearing in a blur of myst and reappearing at the first location his mind grasped—the last place his eyes had landed.
Now, he crouched behind a wide, stone pillar that overlooked the open core of the academy's central atrium—three floors up. It was a terrible position. If he lost balance for even a second, he'd plummet to his death. He steadied himself, pressing flat against the cold surface of the column, heart pounding, limbs tense with adrenaline.
Dammit... now I really don't wanna be here, he cursed inwardly, adjusting slightly to ease the shaking in his legs. It makes sense that two hybrids would meet... but I wasn't expecting this. Not now.
