“Confirmed,” he said quietly, looking up with fear in his eyes. “Paris and London are… gone.”

She pressed her lips together. “Still heading our way?”

The ground shook as if in response.

“Yes, sir,” he said. “ETA five minutes.”

“Right then,” she said, reaching for her helmet.

The ground shook harder.

He stared at her. “What can we do?”

“We do what we can,” she said. “Sounds like we fight monsters now.”

© Kari Fay