Even though we don’t have the numbers, we make up for that with twice the heart. Still, the wave continually crashes, no matter how many times we beat it back. Mostly by luck, we eventually find ourselves at the entrance to the railway system below. It’s not a great option, though it’s got to be better than the wide-open street fight up here.

Quinn leaps down the stairs with the grace of a jungle cat. Her smooth stride is fluid and every attacker is pushed aside with effortless ease. She’s a mother tiger playfully pushing her cubs around. The only difference is that when she pushes them, they become craters in the subway wall. Her agile dance continues all the way down into the belly of the mechanical city. Surprisingly, the lower levels are almost vacant. There are a few random people...

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