Ronin gasped for breath, holding his side. His chest felt cramped as if something heavy were standing on him.
Kael had healed him, but not nearly enough. Even with medical attention from the Healer, Lucian, Cain had still done a number on him.
That emotionless bastard, Ronin thought bitterly.
Magnus Vaelor was even worse. He was the one who had created Cain in the first place. The large man had been treated like an experiment by the High Official.
If it had not been for either of them, the extraction from the prison would have gone much smoother. They wouldn't have lost any of Kael's friends either.
Now, the rebellion had begun. So many people around him were dying.
Ronin watched an older woman get gunned down with a spray of bullets from a group of guards. She twitched once on the ground, then never moved again.
