"Dax, leave now."
Sharp and unforgiving, the words cut across the air that night like a blade. Raven's look moves suddenly to the challenge's origin as her breath sliced in her throat. A statue she was all too familiar with stood a few meters away, his broad chest set and a deep frown impressed on his face.
An outlaw.
This one, however, was unique. She felt her spine tense as he exuded power and a serene assurance. His eyes glinted with the promise of strength, and there was something familiar about him that made him seem deadly.
Dax wore his body stiff like a coiled spring in a rigid attitude. He stepped forward, breathing deeply as his chest rose and fell. "What is this, Damon?" he said in a steady, icy tone. "You're displaying a lot of nerve here."
The renegade survivor Damon grinn
