Jax laid on the cold ground, his face badly bruised and bloody, his eyes black and swollen, lips swollen and busted.
He lay there like a dead man, gasping for air as he struggled to breathe.
“You had one job, Jax, and you couldn’t even do that.” A voice emerged from the darkness as Chang came into the light.
“One job. Bring her back with the bones. You couldn’t do that! You couldn’t keep her till she could awaken her powers again. You blew up our cover. You disappointed your father, like you always do.” He said as he settled into a chair right in front of Jax.
“How—how exactly do you think you can fight against her?” Jax asked in a small, injured tone as he raised his battered, bruised face to meet Chang’s.
Chang’s cold eyes narrowed. He squinted, his face twisting with irritation and
