Kael's bullet grazed Liam's shoulder as he ducked behind a subway pillar. Survival Focus sharpened his vision—sniper's nest, third rail. He lunged, rolling under a stalled train.
Kael (calm, over comms): "You're predictable, Carter."
Liam (panting): "And you're chatty for a killer."
A train roared into the tunnel. Liam leapt onto its undercarriage, Kael's shot sparking off steel. Blood dripped onto the tracks.
Cliffhanger: "Next time, I won't miss."