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The one-eyed man’s willpower was always strong, but his mind was distracted by the need to take in air. He didn’t have the immediate strength to break eye contact, and by the time he was able to breathe evenly, and devote his full attention to Ethan, the tentacles of hate were already beginning to take hold. Jak was his friend and comrade-in-arms, sure…but if they took out Jak, then J.B. would be freed…. No, he knew that wasn’t the case, but why the hell should Jak escape this torture? What made him so special?

“Chill him.” The words escaped from Ryan’s lips before he even knew it was what he felt.

Ethan stepped back and looked across the line at the three companions who were now fully under his influence. Then he caught Jak’s baleful glare.

The baron threw back his head and laughed, long and loud. This was going to be one hell of a hunt.