Silver's POV
“The crowd cheers turned into screams of terror as the whole place fell into chaos.
“s**t!” Raid groaned as he leaned over me, covering me like a shield . The smell of blood revealed that he was hit by the bullet.
“We need to get out of here,” I muttered as I looked around the room we were trapped in. It was a janitor’s closet , filled with brooms and cleaning agents.
“It's silver,” he groaned as he took off his shirt, revealing dozens of scars on his body. For a second, I was mesmerized by the figure. There were different tattoos on his body, runes and symbols of some kind.
“My body is immune but it would knock me out soon enough,”
“Jericho was hit. If it's silver had already begun moving, I need to get out there, ”
“Do you want to die?” He gripped my hand firmly.
