Jenny's eyes snapped to the sound. She ran across the asphalt, dropping to her knees beside the agent's body. She carefully reached down, unlatching the heavy helmet and pulling it free.
It was a young woman in her early twenties, her pale white hair tied into a messy ponytail. Jenny recognized her instantly. This was one of her brightest young squad leaders. Blood was pouring steadily from her nose and mouth, and her armor had been completely shredded by Jayden's claws.
"Elena," Jenny whispered, her voice cracking as she cradled the girl's head in her lap. She looked back at the surviving guards and barked: "Get me a healing serum now!"
"Captain..." Elena gasped, coughing violently as a fresh wave of dark, poisoned blood bubbled over her lips. "Don't... don't waste the serum. It's too late for me now..."
