Previous chapter:
Chapter 35: Blind Panic
Next chapter:
Chapter 37: Leap of Faith
PREVIEW
... eyes like a parasite.
I break into a dead sprint.
Behind us, another red beam pierces the canopy. The whale cries out—the same raw, gut-deep sound that’s becoming the heartbeat of this massacre.
Suddenly, the global comms channel overrides my earpiece. The cold, aristocratic voice of the Chief Instructor echoes through the jungle, sounding almost bored.
"Attention, Cadets. Six active teams remain in the Battle Grounds. The final five teams standing will se ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE





























