Bullets ripped through the farmhouse, splintering wood and shattering glass. Nova dragged me to safety, her gun blazing.
"Get down, Ethan!" Nova yelled, returning fire. Maya and Rachel fought alongside her, their movements fluid.
But I was frozen, my mind reeling. Who was behind this attack?
As suddenly as it began, the gunfire ceased. The farmhouse fell silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing.
Nova approached me cautiously. "Ethan, are you okay?"
I nodded, still shaken. But my gaze fell on Rachel, her eyes locked onto mine with an unnerving intensity.
"Rachel?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "What's going on?"
Rachel's expression twisted, her eyes flashing with anger. "You're just a pawn, Ethan. A pawn in a game you don't understand."
Maya's eyes widened in alarm. "Rachel, no!"
But Rachel's gun was already raised, trained on me.