Eun nearly jumped out of her seat as Peter blinked into existence right beside her. Her left hand flew off the Bite Mobile’s grip and swatted his arm. “Asshole!”
“Sorry.” He grinned, knowing full well she was actually relieved; he was, after all, still intact after facing off against the greatest evil that mankind had ever known. He clapped her on the shoulder. “Gotta get Holly.”
Bitefighter spoke up: “SHE IS PRIMED TO MATERIALIZE IN FIVE MINUTES AND THIRTY FOUR SECONDS.”
Peter’s eyes flicked from side to side, processing the whirl of multidimensional aether. Eun was guiding them around novelties and feelings, memes and deductions. “We need to get Earth-side.”
A second later they were rocketing through the sky, high above a panoply of glittering city, connected by car-filled bridges surrounded by water. One instant they’d been traversing a immaterial plane, the next they were flying over the Bay Area streets.
“Holly.” Peter leaned forward on the dashboard. “Where’s she gonna—”
“HEADING THERE NOW.”
The Bite Mobile’s thrusters burned with hot blue light. The mushroom-shaped craft banked left and jetted toward ANOS.