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“Eure out what the hell rong with his chest

The shattered glass beneath hi him toakefulness

It was co back The RPG, his attempt to shield her

His armour Most of his ar doll But that was unimportant now Assess the situation He needed another peek outside, even if it hurt

Body surging with panicked adrenaline, he craned his head to look around The Bruh time to spin it so the RPG hit the rear panels; all that was left of the back end was shorn ainst the cruht

But Eods she’d strapped in Her body was suspended in the seatbelt and, even though she was upside down, Peirce couldn’t see any major injuries As he watched, her eyelids fluttered and slowly opened

“Peirce?” she murmured, dazed

“We’ve got to go, babe,” he said as he tried to right himself

Odd, his body wasn’t listening like it was supposed to

Eed at her seatbelt’s latch A line appeared between her eyebrows and he saw her push at it harder She looked at him, eyes rimmed white with fear “It won’t open”

What is that sound? Footsteps approaching

Are Kai and Douglass already down here? How long have I been out?

And then, filtering in frolanced down at his wrist The cuff was destroyed

If it isn’t my men

The pain shouldn’t be winning out That wasn’t hoas supposed to work That wasn’t the plan