The warehouse was still smoldering from the battle when Lysander returned. His men had held the line, but the cost was high. Several were injured, and a few hadn’t made it. The weight of their sacrifice pressed heavily on Lysander’s shoulders. He knew the fight against the Syndicate was far from over.

Kim approached, his face grim. “We’ve secured the area, but we need to move quickly. There’s too much damage. They’ll be back.”

Lysander nodded, his mind already ...