Jessica got herself into the air with the others as soon as she could. “Now what do we do?” she asked, still out of breath. “I don’t know,” Will replied, trying to get himself ready for anything.
“There are eighteen of them, not exactly an army but, you know more than us,” Dave said. “Maybe they’re friendly?” Renee suggested. Judy just laughed at that.
“You think they are? I doubt it. I bet they all think we killed their dad and want us dead. This should be fun,” she replied. As they were all preparing for a fight, the group of armored enemies in front of them flew straight into the sky. Paired off into groups of two, then shot off into nine separate directions, almost faster than any of the five them could see.
“The hell, where are they going?” Jessica asked. Will shrugged. “This isn’t
