They had.
Kira couldn’t decide if Belladonna’s leadership was reckless or—no, they were just reckless.
None of them must have served in the war.Otherwise, they’d know those blast doors would do jack shit against the hibernating Tsavitee if they ever woke up.They’d shred them as if they were paper.
“Dumbasses,” Kira murmured.
They would have been better served investing in weaponry such as the military’s Jambo than these.Those would at least pierce a Tsavitee’s tough body.The rapid fire function would give some of their leadership a chance to escape.
While Kira was considering the stupidity of Belladonna’s members, the doors opened on their own.
Raider had his rifle up and aimed into the room in an instant.
Finn and Talon flanked Kira, ensuring they could protect her in case something came out.
Amila and Solal were quick to take up similar positions around Graydon.
Kira glanced at him, reading the “be careful” in his quick look.
Something told her that wouldn’t be necessary.
She checked on the kids, finding them clinging to the back of Roderick and Arly’s legs.They’d certainly warmed up quick.
Caius moved up beside Kira as the doors finished opening.
Bez wasn’t with him.He stood at the back of the group as listless and lost as he’d been since Az’s death.
Kira sighed internally.
She understood his grief.She really did, but if he didn’t snap out of it, he might lose the only thing he had left.
Knowing it wasn’t her place to interfere, Kira turned back to the room.
“How long are you going to stand out there?”Jin complained.“I even opened the door for you and everything.”His voice lowered to a grumble.“How much more of a welcome mat do you need?”
Raider’s stance eased as he lowered his rifle.“Guess the Tin Man is no worse for wear.”
Kira paused at the number of dead bodies everywhere.“You were busy, I see.”
“Only some of this is mine.The rest were like this when I got here.”
From the way his wide eyes pleaded with her, she could tell he didn’t want her to ask any questions.She studied the bodies, trying to figure out why.
Jin’s kills were easy to pick out.They carried the marks of weapons fire.A few had bite marks.Those, Kira guessed, came from Jin’s spawn.
It was the rest that were the problem.
There were no marks to indicate wounds.If they’d been attacked by a Tsavitee, there would be signs.The same if the culprit had been human.
Poison maybe?
For now, Kira decided to leave the subject alone.Jin would tell her later anyway.
The wall to the rear of the room fell, crumbling as easily as when the Tsavitee had came through one.Dylan stalked out of the wreckage, looking like something out of a B-horror movie.Hair matted to his head, covered in some type of ichor that had dried, leaving it hard and brittle.That same substance also coated his synth armor.
Then there was the blood.
He looked liked he’d bathed in it.There were also small pieces that Kira suspected belonged to the honeycomb stuck to him.
