*Leo*

Darion’s eyes were wide as he stared at me, his gaze dropping to Franky’s unconscious form. I was startled to see him and wished that we were in a situation that would allow me to be impressed by his good shot.

Sadly, there was no time. Franky was bleeding out in front of me.

“Get over here and help me,” I ordered Darion.

The kid was still shaking but he rushed to obey, dropping to his knees beside me. He looked grave as he surveyed ...