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Beyond the putrid mist of chaos and violence, he saw two figures fighting on the ground. The one on top was masked. An invader.
Deryg gripped him by the neck, hauling him into the air. Before he could retaliate, Deryg flung him against the nearest wall. A loud crack resounded from somewhere near his spine before he fell to the ground in an unmoving heap.
Then Deryg looked down at the being he’d saved–and saw his brother. Rexan’s gaze was unfocused. He coughed hard enough to tremble. Whatever this gas was, it had gotten to him.
Deryg ripped what was left of his shirt and coiled it around Rexan’s face, helping him to his feet.
“Follow me,” he commanded and marched on without waiting for an answer.
Rexan was the leader of their family but here, Deryg ruled.
With Rexan behind him, Deryg navigated through the destroyed jungle the atrium had become, sticking to thedarkened corners. One turn later, he found Jaryn, his face covered, a sharp piece of metal clutched in his arms.
“The last I heard was you calling code X,” Jaryn said.
“Then we all know what to do.” Deryg trusted his team. He marched onward, toward the wall he’d almost crumpled against. The fight of his existence was coming and he needed a weapon.
“They’re infiltrating the secret corridors,”Jaryn went on.
“Good. They’ll be easier to hunt that way.”
Deryg reached the metal sculpture sticking out from the wall and pulled on it with all his might.
“What in the Nines are you doing?” Rexan asked. He’d finally found his voice again and it sounded outraged.
Deryg didn’t care what his brother thought.
He’d made a promise to Kiara. And a promise made was a promise kept.
With a grunt, he ripped the jagged spike that had almost impaled him. An improvised spear was better than no spear. It felt deadly in his grip. “I’m going to find and protect my woman.”
16
KIARA
Jagged shards of the ceiling kept falling onto the pillar, creating a menacing cascade nobody could even hope to cross. Not even Deryg.
With all the destruction around, Kiara barely heard his roar. But the second she did, hope bloomed inside her heart.
Deryg would deal with this. Kiara wanted to rip his head off right now, but she knew he’d been chosen as head of security for a reason, out of all the candidates from a planet filled with warriors. He was just that good.
With her ears ringing and her palms scraped and bloodied, Kiara crawled through the dust and overturned tables.
The blast had knocked her on her ass, but it had blown Carol away from her with a scream. Luckily, the explosion hadn’t been as powerful on this side of the pillar. The ones who had been there were now scrambling for cover against the shadowy figures trampling through the debris.
Carol was easy to find.
Kiara swallowed her gasp when she saw her blonde head on the ground, her red velvet dress matted.
Please don’t be dead, please don’t be dead.
Kiara might’ve not known the woman well, but Carol had tried to comfort her right before the blast.
She gingerly placed her hand on Carol’s shoulder. Kiara’s heart turned to a speck when the woman didn’t move.
“Carol,” she whisper-hissed, as bullets cascaded around them. There was a large piece of broken glass underneath Carol’s hair. But no blood.
Carol didn’t move.
