His eyes moved between Jagger and the dead Bloodclaw again.
"I saw it," he whispered. "You killed him. He was on the ground… unarmed… scared… and you killed him. In cold blood."
'It is useless,' Ophilia whispered coldly. 'Kill him.'
"Kid, please," Jagger said quietly. "You don't understand."
"No," Hikaru said, shaking his head as rain flew from his hair. "No. I think I understand perfectly."
His voice began rising.
"You're one of them. One of the ones who wants to keep fighting each other. You're going to ruin everything."
"Shhh!" Jagger hissed urgently. "You'll attract others."
"Good!" Hikaru shouted.
"Everyone should see what you are! Everyone should know!"
Before Hikaru could yell again, a deep grinding noise echoed from the ruined entrance of Paragon Mall.
The dust shifted.
Something massive stirred beneath the rubble.
"HEL—"
Jagger lunged.
