As she neared the back of the store, Erika was reminded exactly why she hated the heat so much. Give her the cold anytime, you can always just wear more layers or do exercise to warm up if it gets bad and you never sweat, but with heat…there is only so much clothes that you can take off before it gets indecent and it’s impossible to escape if you don’t live somewhere like the north-pole! Not to mention the sweat! She may not mind sweat if it’s the product of a great workout/fight/fun activity but if it’s just because of the temperature, then it’s just annoying.

Wiping some sweat off her brow, she noted with no small amount of relief that the back of the store was within her sight. Scanning the area, she saw the mother and child in the corner, the mother seemed to be unconscious and was partially trapped underneath a part of the ceiling that seemed to have given in and the child was trying in vain to dig her out while fighting coughs from all the smoke. Not wasting any time, Erika rushed forward, dismissing the approaching grey blur she saw out of the corner of her eye as a trick of the smoke.