"Lucas, get away from here!" Cassandra's voice cracked with desperation as she struggled to her knees, blood streaming from her broken nose. "Are the others alive? Pierce—how is Pierce? Everyone else?"
Lucas landed hard beside Storm, electricity still crackling around his form like a living aura. His face was grim, haunted by something that went beyond the carnage spread across this killing field. "We can account for some of them," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But Noah... Noah was taken."
The words hit Cassandra like a physical blow. Noah gone? The first SSS ranked soldier in years of humanity looking for one just gone? Besides being the one with the most potential amongst human, he had a one of a kind mind. And to be fair, she was starting to feel attached to all of them.
