Arin had teeth bared, his face flushed, his dark hair drenched with sweat. “I would have liked to have gone with you, Hunter,” he said. “For a moment I almost believed that I could be a Justice Keeper…But that was never anything more than a naive fantasy. After I kill you, Slade will take me back.”
Scrunching up his face, Jack felt a tear leak from the corner of his eye. “You really should have thought this through,” he groaned. “Remember who you're fighting, asshole. You are not in a superior position.”
With a single thought, Jack reversed gravity around the other man's body. Arin shot upward like a bullet loosed from a gun, limbs flailing as Bent Gravity pulled him toward the ceiling.
Arin used his own symbiont to pull him back down to the ground. He landed with arms spread like a cra
