~ Savannah’s POV ~

I let out a cough as the acrid scent of smoke fills the air. I open my eyes and there’s a murky curtain that obscures everything around me. Carter’s smoke grenade makes it hard to see anything, and yet, I hear people’s shouts and screams and the sound of bullets flying.

“Get them!”

“HAAAA!!!”

* BANG! * BANG! * BANG! *

Though I can’t see much of anything, I can still hear people’s thoughts and intentions. Carter and his men wear those black onyx very purposefully because those masks provide a sinister advantage, allowing them to see through the smoky haze with unnatural clarity.

“HAAA!!!” Brett...