章節 129: Admiral Whyte

Lyra zipped through the main street on her hoverboard, her school uniform catching the wind.

She wasn't just out for a ride though—four level-seven fighters and one level-eight were hot on her trail. Escape? Not likely. Unless, of course, she could stir up enough chaos.

Wind whipped past as she weaved through the traffic, dodging Levs and buses. Wherever she flew, cars swerved, crashed, and exploded in her wake.

"What the—!" one driver yelled. He stumbled out of his wrecked vehicle, only to dive for cover as an ice spike shot past him.

Lyra quickly threw up a light shield, but it wasn't enough. She was slammed into the side of an office building, glass shattering around her as the people inside screamed.

The sharp pain in her back was nothing compared to the panic rising in her chest.

She couldn't stop. Pushing herself forward, she sprinted through the building, Schedar armor covering her completely now.