Previous chapter:
Chapter 62: Jii-Jii
Next chapter:
Chapter 64: Traffic Jam
PREVIEW
... ds.
Kagami lowered his arm. The sleeve had ridden up past the elbow, and the skin beneath wasn’t skin anymore. Black lines threaded from wrist to shoulder, pulsed once, then settled back under the surface.
Slower than before.
He counted the wreckage. Twenty-six training dummies, Bureau-standard reinforced polymer, rated for Grade B impact. The closest ones had melted. The ones further back had burst. Pieces of polymer were still dripping from the ceiling.
Somethin ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE


























