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“Razor,” the deep voice quietly called out from behind him.
Razor didn’t bother to turn. His eyes were focused on the three figures running, or should he say ‘jumping’, through the ruins of the city below. He was following one figure in particular. The slender form in the front was covered in black and slipped in and out of the shadows, at times disappearing from his view. He cursed under his breath when that happened and quickly switched to infrared so he didn’t lose her. His gut tightened when he saw another human rise from behind a destroyed transport and open fire on the group.
“What is the current report?” he growled as his second-in-command approached to kneel beside him.
His eyes continued to follow Kali as she flipped in midair, sailing over a burnt out shell of another trans
