“CLAY!”
Right.
Reactor.
Focus.
Wu’s hand suddenly moves toward his sleeve—
Knife.
I catch his wrist instantly.
Too late to surprise me now.
We struggle hard against the railing while warning sirens scream around us.
Wu’s strength is fading from blood loss.
Mine isn’t.
Not even close.
“You know what your problem is?” I growl.
Wu smirks faintly.
“I assume you’re going to tell me.”
“You think fear makes people powerful.”
I wrench the knife free from his hand and throw it across the chamber.
“But all it did…”
I slam him back again.
“…was make everyone hate you.”
For the first time—
real anger flashes across his face.
Not calculation.
Not superiority.
Human anger.
Interesting.
Because maybe Hannah was right.
Maybe he spent so long trying to erase humanity that he became furious every time he saw it survive.
The reactor chamber lurches violently again.
Cracks split across the containment walls now.
