Fires burned throughout the space from the various Techniques Rey had used.
"Haaa…." Rey struggled to his feet, every movement agony.
His left arm hung useless, the shoulder injury from the energy beam rendering it barely functional. His ribs were definitely broken—multiple fractures that made breathing difficult.
Blood ran from dozens of cuts and burns.
But he was alive.
And the construct was destroyed.
Rey turned his attention to Duke Kahn, still protected behind that infuriating barrier.
The Duke had watched the entire battle with clinical interest, never moving, never showing fear despite the destruction happening mere feet from his position.
"Impressive," Duke Kahn said, and there was genuine admiration in his voice. "You destroyed Combat Construct Alpha. Only three people have ever managed that feat, and two of them were Category S threats."
Rey limped toward the barrier, his cutting dagger still clutched in his right hand.
