Russ appears behind us raising his rifle.
“Clay.”
Warning.
Careful warning.
Because the reactor chamber is becoming unstable fast.
Gabriel shouts from the upper terminal:
“I NEED THE SHIELDS OPEN NOW!”
Wu hears it too.
And despite everything—
despite blood pouring from his wounds—
he smiles again.
Because he still thinks he wins.
Then he whispers something that turns my blood cold.
“There are more facilities.”
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“There are more facilities.”
Wu smiles through blood like he just delivered some final brilliant revelation.
I don’t care.
I don’t care about his philosophy.
His “vision.”
His god complex.
All I see are children with barcode tattoos.
All I hear are kids asking permission to exist.
And this bastard caused every second of it.
I slam Wu harder against the reactor railing.
Metal groans beneath the impact.
The unstable core flashes violently below us.
Blue-white light bursts through the chamber like lightning trapped underground.
Gabriel shouts again from the upper terminal:
