The standoff with Rahim didn't last long. We didn't have time for a long talk. Kenji and Caiman came up from the arena, bloody and walking slow. Borealis limped behind them. They saw Rahim's soldiers holding the control room, saw the looks on our faces.
Rahim laid it out. "This facility is now under joint task force control. The nursery will be preserved for study. The genetic material is a strategic asset."
"No," I said. Simple.
"You are in no position"
"We just killed thirty Gen-2s. We're in the perfect position." I took a step forward. His soldiers tensed. "You have maybe ten men. We're four. But we're four of us. You saw what that means. You want to spend your men finding out?"
He didn't blink. "You would die too."
"Been there," Kenji said flatly, wiping blood from his knife on h
