Kane’s POV

The abandoned train yard spread out in front of us, looking like a graveyard filled with rusted train cars and crumbling platforms, and tracks that led to nowhere. The Oracle’s description was unsettlingly accurate.

“This is a terrible idea,” Luna said for the third time as she checked her weapons with careful focus. “We’re walking into a stronghold with maybe twenty of us against who knows how many of Marcus’s crew.”

“Noted,” I replied, avoiding any argument ...