Noah stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind whipping his hair across his face, but he did not feel the cold.
He refused to stay on the ground like a broken animal. With a grunt of pure exertion, he forced himself to stand upright on his two legs, ignoring the way his injured knee buckled under the weight.
He planted his feet firmly in the sand and looked right into Kai's eyes, refusing to flinch. There was no submission in his gaze, only a cold, hard promise of retribution.
"Adam will come for me," Noah said, his voice surprisingly steady despite the exhaustion racking his frame.
"He is coming, and when he finally gets here, I am going to do everything in my absolute power to make sure that you are in a position ten times worse than the one I am in right now. I am telling you, Kai, look at me. I am going to be the one who ends you."
Kai stared at Noah for a beat, his expression unreadable, before he suddenly erupted into a fit of laughter.
