The hunter moved with the sound of snapping bones, every step a twitching, unnatural jerk. Its hollow eyes glowed faintly, scanning the rooftop for the slightest flicker of neuro-activity. When they found Kade and Asha, they fixed in place like a predator that had finally caught the scent of blood.
Kade felt the Drag inside him boil. Each pulse made his vision sharpen unnaturally, colors peeling apart into jagged spectrums. The six echoes surrounding him shifted with restless impatience, whispering in overlapping tones:
> “Kill it.”
“Run.”
“Take its power.”
“Protect her.”
Asha took a step back, her breath shallow. Her Koua still felt like a stranger in her body, threads of unstable light coiling up her arms, threatening to tear her apart from within.
“Kade…” she whispered, “I can
