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And that scar
“And?”
She shuddered His voice It completed the impression That so his body to suit its nature and needs, was using his voice to transer
This man who’d once been Rashid was serious in his question He had no co in principle, and none at all about snuffing out the lives of the thugs he’d conquered
There was no way to appeal to the mercy of this creature He had none Of that she was certain She couldn’t use fear of consequences, either She was as sure he felt no fear of any sort He seeeance It was as if he’d stepped in to punish the cri to his logic remained
“And there’s no need” She could barely form words in her frozen, constricted throat “You’ve already beaten them—to a pulp None of the theross waste of medical resources I should spare society the cost of their continued existence” He turned his eyes to thein his hold “Scum like this don’t deserve to live”
She ventured closer, feeling as if she was interrupting a lion’s kill “A death sentence is over the top for their cri man, Rashid said, “The ones they’ve committed so far, youyou—”
“No,frooin’ to hold ’erfor ransonized ’er for a princessfroetserious doughfor ’er We weren’t going to hurt ’eror touch ’er” he spluttered the qualification when Rashid squeezed his throat harder “Iswear Danny got carried ahen she hit himand you probably killed hi to herdon’t kill , she pitied this flimsy creature in the body of a brute He’d been reduced to blubbering in the grip of a force the likes of which he hadn’t known existed
The imbalance of power should have been in their favor, four hulks versed in violence But Rashid had overpowered them like a superior feline would a pack of rats
But it was as if he didn’t even feel her there, had been debating with his inner de only approval from it
She had one last shot before this situation passed the point of no return Give hi to appease their merciless convictions
She ventured a touch on his arh the layers of clothes, electricity arced from the steel cables he had for muscles to strike her to her toes
She sed a luitation “Wouldn’t you rather they live to suffer the consequences of their criiven theaze turned to her again, it felt as if he was seeing her for the first ti her and her words breach the barrier of his implacability
Suddenly, he unclenched his hands The round like sacks of bricks
Relief shuddered through her, the freezing air filling her lungs Rashid had killed before But it had been as a soldier in three wars Here, it would have been different And she couldn’t have even those thugs’ deaths on her conscience
As he stood appraising his handiwork, she sensed his de at its containment to be let loose to finish its job But Rashid see the ultraht who had the world at his feet and everyone in it at his disposal