The huge sign that read MOUNTAIN BOWLING had plunged through the roof, slicing the building in half like an axe plunging through a concrete block. Gadon was crouching on top of the sign as if he had ridden it down through the air, Gabi behind him. The sign was sparking and hissing where electrical wires had been severed and bent.
Gadon sprang off the sign and ran across the floor to Callum, bending down to grab his arm. “Callum, come on!”
In disbelief, Callum scrambled up, letting Gadon haul him to his feet. Chaos gave a whine and jumped up, planting his front paws on Gadon’s waist.
“Gadon!” Gabi yelled. She was pointing behind them. Callum spun around and peered down through the clouds of dust and rubble. There was no sign of Master Atlas.
But that didn’t mean they were alone. Callum
