~Odette~
"Better," I said feeling a little more hopeful about today.
Sweat began to form. Gravel scattered. Boots pounded.
The tension shifted from hostility to determination.
I raised both arms.
The air pressure in the yard increased dramatically. Movement became harder. Breathing slightly heavier.
"Adapt," I instructed.
The shifters lowered their center of gravity instinctively. The vampires narrowed their movements, conserving motion.
One pair timed their advance perfectly, the shifter drawing my attention with a feint, vampire slipping through the reduced pressure.
I flicked two fingers.
The wind reversed direction.
They collided with each other.
A few laughs broke through the yard.
Ambrose's gaze sharpened with approval.
I walked calmly through the field of struggling warriors.
"You can't overpower air," I spoke evenly. "You can't outrun telekinesis. But you can outthink it."
I lifted three at once, two vampires and one shifter and suspended them upside down.
