And somehow that makes him even more terrifying.
He studies me quietly.
“You came back.”
My entire body shakes with hatred.
“You murdered children.”
Wu tilts his head slightly.
“No.”
A pause.
“I perfected survival.”
I want to kill him.
God, I want to kill him.
But underneath the rage—
fear crawls through me too.
Because this man shaped pieces of my childhood.
My nightmares.
My instincts.
Wu steps closer slowly.
Completely unafraid.
“The others were always temporary.”
His eyes move across my face carefully.
“But you…”
A faint smile.
“You were extraordinary.”
The words make me physically sick.
“You turned children into weapons.”
Wu’s expression never changes.
“The world already does that.”
“War.”
“Poverty.”
“Abuse.”
