Chapter Twenty-Six
Sophia kicked the soldier off her and he plummeted into the chasm below.
The nexus was falling apart around them, its cylindrical walls groaning as it tilted at a slippery fifteen-degree angle. Sprawled on the catwalk, she’d lost sight of Damien, Nasira and Aviary, Olesya and her brother, too—all lost in the collapse.
Now it was just her, the Azov sergeant and one of her soldiers.
And the sergeant was aiming her carbine at her.
Sophia had no cover or weapon. The only thing she could do was leap over the edge of the catwalk and cling to something underneath. And hope she didn’t slip and fall to her death.
The entire nexus jolted, and the sergeant’s shots went wild.
Sophia launched across the catwalk, kicking the weapon from the sergeant’s hands. As it spun away ove
