Chapter 11

The stench of burning ozone and synthetic blood flooded the pitch-black corridor.

With a roar that shook the very foundation of the Tartarus Blacksite, Ronan wrapped his massive, shadowy hands around the Null-Hound's metallic throat. The beast thrashed wildly, its mechanical jaws snapp

Chapter 12

The golden light faded slowly from Aris’s fingertips, leaving the subterranean tunnel bathed in the dim, red emergency glow of the lockdown sirens.

Aris sat back on her heels, her chest heaving, her hands trembling. She looked down at Ronan’s chest. The catastrophic wound was entirely

Chapter 13

The twelve concentrated beams of pure, synthetic ultraviolet radiation hit Aris Mercer square in the chest.

According to every law of physics, biology, and thermodynamics she had ever studied, the kinetic and radioactive force should have instantly vaporized her cellular structure. She