C74 Mutant Suppressing Device
Logen raced the car like a madman, urgently calling out, "Hurry, get in touch with Charles!"
"I've already sent a distress signal, but we're too far from New York. We need a plan to survive the initial barrage."
Qi Ann's left hand danced across the keyboard.
"They're about to strike. Abandon the car. I'll take care of the one in the air; you hold off the ground forces