Tucking the dagger into the side of his boot, Rynn paused just long enough to relieve one of the dead males of a pulse pistol before grabbing Jac’s hand and leading her from the cell. Keeping her safely behind him, he led the way down the corridor, eyes and ears alert for any movement ahead of them.
He wasn’t bothered about meeting any D’Corr warriors. He could handle them. What bothered him was running into any combat bots. Those, he couldn’t handle alone. One… maybe, but any more than that and they were screwed.
“Keris,” he hissed, letting go of Jac’s hand long enough to tap the comms implant behind his ear. Subdermal, it was the latest model and virtually undetectable when it was inactive—something that had saved his ass a couple of times in the past. “Get your lazy digital ass back o
