The darkness lasted exactly three seconds before my silver fire blazed to life, casting everything in an ethereal glow that made the motel room look like something from a fever dream.
"Everyone stay calm," Dante whispered, though his body was already shifting into combat stance. "Could just be a power outage."
Through the window, I could see the entire street was dark - no streetlights, no neon signs from the diner, nothing. But there was something else, something that made my skin crawl with wrongness.
"It's not a power outage," Marcus said quietly. "I can smell them now. Three... no, four humans. Military grade weapons, silver ammunition, and something else. Something that burns."
"Hunters," Victoria confirmed grimly. "Professional ones, by the smell of it."
Sarah grabbed my arm. "L
