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“What kept me? Sam I took him down,” Drake said “Me I whipped him and tore him up and he will never recover, never, not after what—”

“Whoa,” Jack said, so shocked, he dared to interrupt Drake in ”

Diana saw then the way Drake’s tentacle ended in a flat surface, a stump

And then, to Diana’s astonishment, Drake sobbed Just once Just one stifled sob He is huht Barely But capable of fear, capable of feeling pain

“You didn’t kill him?” Caine asked Drake

“I told you,” Drake yelled “He’s done for!”

Caine shook his head “If you didn’t kill him, he’s not done for In fact, it looks kind of like the last ti”

“It wasn’t Sa you, I took Sammy Boy down Me! I took him down!”

“Then why are you looking suddenly…stue to take a shot at her nemesis

“Brianna,” Drake said

Out of the corner of her eye, Diana noticed the way Jack’s head lifted and his chest puffed out

“She showed up Too late to save Saain”

“When I see his body, I’ll believe that,” Caine said dryly

Diana agreed Drake was too insistent Too shrill Too determined to convince them all

“Let’s move out,” Caine said