Victor's abrupt lunge sent Liam an adrenaline spike. He lifted his rifle in a single second and without thought pulled the trigger. The shot's piercing sound reverberated in the little passageway, but Victor was quick—too quick. With his terrible smile never wavering, he sidestepped to escape the bullet.
Leaning against the chilly brick wall, Emily gasped, her body shaking with a combination of agony and anxiety. Her side throbbed with the great fire of her wound, and the planet seemed to whirl around her. Her power felt like sand sliding through her fingers, fading.
Liam did not give up, however. Once again, he shot, this time aiming at one of Victor's men who had started to approach them. There were too many others, but the guy dropped to the ground grasping his leg and moaned in agon
