CHAPTER 80
"Van! Your VMS gear now!" Trisha's voice sliced through the chaos.
Van spun around to see her sprinting toward him, her silhouette blurred by speed.
Behind her, Kai trailed at a desperate pace, limping heavily as he clutched his blood-soaked side, his face a mask of agony.
As she ran, Trisha was already in motion, kicking her legs upward and tugging frantically at the reinforced straps of the specialized boots on her feet.
"Hurry, now!" she commanded.
The shout snapped Van out of his momentary daze.
He dropped to a crouch, ripping at his own fastenings.
Within seconds, his boots were discarded, leaving him barefoot on the jagged earth.
"Toss them to me!"
Van pivoted, his eyes locking onto the struggle behind him.
"Chloe! Control!" he roared.
Chloe's face was a deep, pained crimson; she was barely holding the fading Bruce steady against the Aberrant's onslaught.
