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With the killzone secure, the Executioner sprinted toward the alley, ready to back up an old friend with whom he’d spilled more blood during his War Everlasting than he cared to remember.

A moment of eerie silence had fallen, followed by a chorus of anguished cries. Damn!

Before Bolan could take another step, a roar reverberated throughout the canyon of buildings, followed by the tortured sound of grinding metal and a loud crash. A massive front of singeing heat whooshed out, forcing him to involuntarily cover his face.

What the hell had happened to Jack?