~Caleb~
I was three meters away now, downwind, moving with deliberate care.
"Because—" the guard began, but never finished.
I struck from behind, one hand clamping over his mouth while my other arm locked around his throat in a precise hold. He struggled violently, but I'd timed my attack with the pulse of the Blood Moon. My strength was at its peak, flooding my muscles with power that even Marx's enhanced guards couldn't match.
"Sleep," I whispered as he thrashed against my grip. His movements grew weaker until he finally went limp.
Zoe stared at me, her eyes wide but her heartbeat surprisingly steady. "I told you I could create a diversion."
"That wasn't the plan," I growled, dragging the unconscious guard into the shadows. "You were supposed to stay with Lyra."
"Your plan had a s
