The sky grew dark as thick clouds rolled in.
From above, the air shimmered as ships came down silently. They looked almost invisible, their surfaces reflecting the broken city. These were not loud military ships; these were hunters. They didn't need to announce their arrival.
I wiped blood from my mouth. My muscles burned, and my ribs ached. But the real problem wasn't pain. It was the number of enemies.
Too many. More than before.
They moved with perfect timing, forming a tight circle around me, cutting off every escape route. They didn't waste any movement. They had done this before.
One way in. No way out.
The bounty hunter I had fought before stepped forward. His mask was cracked from our fight, showing part of his face. A long scar ran down his cheek, an old wound. His expressio
