Multiple Celestials were after them. He slowed slightly, concentrating fully now.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
All moving toward them in rapid pace.
Lucas stopped walking.
Patrick nearly continued forward before realizing Lucas had halted completely. "What is it?"
Lucas looked upward briefly, though the rooftops blocked most of the sky. "They've sent celestials."
Patrick's face drained slightly. "How many."
"Four."
The answer landed heavily between them.
Patricia stirred weakly in Patrick's arms, still exhausted, still barely conscious, while the sounds of unrest throughout the city continued spreading farther behind them, but suddenly all of that felt smaller compared to the terrifying speed of the forces now closing in.
Patrick immediately looked around. "Then we move faster."
Lucas shook his head once.
"No."
Patrick frowned. "What do you mean no?"
Lucas finally turned fully toward him, calm despite the situation, and somehow that calmness made the truth hit harder.
