"This one's dead," a guy next to Heliria said.
Theora glanced back, and the first guy she'd shot had his eyes rolled back.
"Did I...?" she asked, nervous.
"No, he poisoned himself," one of the male trainees grimaced, inspecting the guy's mouth. "Fuck."
"I told you to block their mouths!" one of the other guys barked.
"Too late now," his friend grimaced, releasing the second guy, who was visibly dead too.
Theora let out a faint sigh. She'd shot a lot of bad people but she had never actually killed anyone before, and she'd grown nervous for a second. She lowered the gun but kept it at arm's length, listening to what was going on inside the train. In their car, one of the boys had taken the lead in tending to the trainee's injuries, giving the others instructions on how to press o
