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Quinn, Latiri 4 Subterranean Base, Level Two
The Nexus crouched opposite me, his dull, black eyes impossible to read. There was no expression there, no response to pain. He did not telegraph his movements, the claws protruding from his fingertips long, curved and sharp as any blade. He was nearly as fast as I, an Elite Hunter.
But not quite.
Which was why a cut on his cheek bled dark blue, the color bringing a smile to my face as we slowly circled one another. I’d drawn first blood, and I was in no hurry to finish him. This kill was mine and I’d take my time with it, just as he’d taken his time with me. He’d tortured the Hunters under my command and made me watch, forced me to listen to their screams, kept me weak and helpless in my cell while he killed good warriors that I’d grown u
