WARNING: This chapter contains mature, sensitive, and graphic scenes not suitable for young or sensitive readers. Please proceed at your own risk.
THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW
"Fuck you, Kidd! That almost got me killed!" Ace's shout bounces off the abandoned building's concrete walls, raw with fury. Blood seeps through his shirt as he shoves a jagged wooden plank-dark with crimson-against the chest of the man pinned beneath him.
"Fuck you right back! I called out, but you were too busy playing hero to listen!" Kidd roars, jaw clenched tight. His hands wrap around another man's throat, fingers squeezing until the man's face bleaches pale and his eyes glaze over, teetering between unconsciousness and death.
Kieran clicks his tongue, kicking aside a discarded blade. "You idiots, hurry up! We need to clean up. How long have we been gone? We still have to tell Lucian about these bastards!"
