"What can we do to help, Atlas?" I asked. The fear that wanted to push through my skin was held back by the thinnest wall of willpower.
I couldn't lose her, not without her unleashing my magic.
"We need an open clear space that's sheltered. I was going to use our first floor, but if the Kolefnis are here, that's not going to work." Atlas pinched the bridge of his nose.
"There's another empty warehouse about a block down. They have at least thirty-foot ceilings," Xander said.
Atlas nodded. "Yes. Now. Lead the way, Xan."
Xander pushed by me. He looked towards our building, waited a couple seconds, then began to move up the street to the north.
"How'd you find this building, Xan?" I asked as I helped steer the exam table. The divots and seams in the concrete were playing hell with the casters.
"Just wandering around one night."
I nodded. Xander's nocturnal activities didn't faze me anymore. He was an adult.