In a hyena-infested territory neighboring Bruce's zone, the air reeked of blood and smoke.
Jean Frost stood atop the massive corpse of a mutant hyena she'd just slain, its lifeless body still twitching beneath her boots. Her snow-white hair shimmered faintly under the crimson glow of the dying sun, strands fluttering in the wind like threads of frost. The light reflected off her icy blue eyes, eyes that now widened in shock as the glowing holographic announcement appeared before her.
The message hung in the air, taunting her with its words.
[OZAI THORNE HAS BEEN KILLED BY RECRUIT: BRUCE ACKERMAN.]
Jean's lips parted slightly. For a few seconds, she didn't move. The white flames on her daggers flickered out, leaving only silence.
'So… he actually killed a Thorne.'
Her fingers tightened on the hilt of her weapon, the faintest tremor of intrigue glinting behind her composed face.
