Chapter 78 Fire in the Market

Maverick moved first. He didn’t reach for his gun. He exhaled once, sharp, and the air around him shimmered. Heat rippled. The smell of smoke followed a second later.

Lyra stared. “Are you—”

“Later,” he said, and threw a wall of fire down the alley.

The blast didn’t hit the men directly—it scorch...

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