Chaos (Part 2)
Covered in dust and splinters, Axel reached the top of the grey building. There were two dead spies and seven living ones; one of them badly injured. The twins were also present and alive, if extremely exhausted; and a speedster stood near the edge, rapidly tapping his feet due to anxiety and lack of patience. Luna had a big cut on her left arm. Jack was short of breath and his forehead was slightly bleeding, but was still helping a spy with a cut across his chest. “Are you alright?” Axel asked, pointing to the wound. “I’m fine,” she replied quickly. “It will heal.” “Thanks for the distraction, mate,” Jack said. “We thought we were done for. The seven rebels with you, is anyone-” “One got killed by the bounty hunter.” Jack’s head hung as he continued to tend to the spy’s wounds. Axel
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