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"Don’t go, Kady," he says, soft and soothing, turning her ith the axe "I’ll get to you, wait your turn"

"N-no" Her voice wavers "No, it’s okay, Byron You don’t have to hurt me I’ll help you Won’t it be faster with two? I bet I can find soent, and shakes his head "You’ll run away," he points out An instant later his lips thin, and his brows crash together in an accusatory frown "Don’t look at aze, fixing it on Zhang’s feet, so at least she can track hi just near the pistol

"I bet Consuela’s out there trying to undo all this" He hefts the axe as he paces a few steps away from Kady, then pivots back toward her "This place could be full of people trying to help AIDAN It wants to kill us, Kady I’rees, voice still tre," he snaps, suddenly furious He lunges forward a step, lifting the axe

She screa wildly as she trains it on his chest "Please don’t make me hurt you" A catch in her voice, nearly a sob "Please"

They stand frozen for so long, I actually checked the file to nal, he lifts the axe and charges forith murder in his eyes

And she doesn’t shoot him

She turns to run instead, the cu around her ankles, extra weight They’re evenly matched, it turns out--she’s small, and exhausted, and swamped by the suit He’s chubby, clearly hasn’t run voluntarily in at least a decade But he’s driven forward by Phobos, the virus lending him speed

"Ezra!" she screa up the clear stretch of space between two long rows of colued asping for breath, open- howls behind her as she scra then stu He vaults it with unnatural strength

[Cameras cut--chase is visible on cae resuain, hurtling past a bank of statuson her She knohat she has to do She knows her only chance of survival And as Zhang stule of cable, she turns to train the pistol on hihts She could put one right between his eyes at this range

But again, she doesn’t fire

She can’t Or won’t Instead, with a ain, and driven by soo but will kill her here, she starts clirabs at the railing overhead and hauls herself higher, snatching her feet up as he buries the axe to the hilt just a hair’s breadth short of her toes

"Ezra, where are you?"