XXXI
One Last TimeTime was running out on him.
As the General stood on the bridge, trying to orchestrate the recapture and murder of the Prime, the master of Security Elite was gripped with a feeling of futility. All his life, he'd controlled his fate like a god. A life lived with such certainty had its disadvantages, of course: the lack of challenge and surprise being the most common. Still, it was a small price to pay.
Twenty-three years ago, all this was so simple.
There was little need to grapple with his conscience at the magnitude of what he had done. He was not an evil man by nature, but he was ruthless, like the slar that kills to protect its cub. Edwen killed to save Brysdyn. The reason seemed so noble then. The world as he knew it was on the brink of extinction and he had to
