Gunfire ripped through the tunnel. Concrete exploded above Selara’s head as Kael dragged her behind a support pillar. The impact rang through her ears, sharp and metallic.
The second faction moved with terrifying precision.
No shouted commands, no hesitation, just elimination.
Two Directorate operatives fell within seconds. The man from the darkness; Directorate command, didn’t flinch. His voice cut through the chaos.
“Defensive split! Contain the breach!”
The black uniformed team scrambled into formation, returning fire. Muzzle flashes strobed the tunnel like violent lightning.
Selara pressed against the cold concrete, pulse hammering. “This is because of me,” she breathed.
Kael didn’t look at her. “No. This is because you matter.”
Another explosion shook the corridor, closer now.
