Blood rushed through Chris's body like burning kerosene.

"Andrea." He had to save her.

"Yo, fuckhead," she was glaring, furious. "You gonna help me?"

Chris squinted through the slits of his mask. With no HUD-bindi on his head, he had no telescopy or auto-focus, but he could tell that the body on the ground was Turtle's. Chris hadn't seen Trals knock her out, but of course that's just what the bloodthirsty barbarian would do. He wanted both women for ...