Don knew that the person inside could only be Redstar.
He leaned against the wall beside the entrance and crossed his arms loosely over his chest.
His bandaged hand rested against his ribs while his eyes remained fixed on the reinforced door.
The impacts continued.
Five minutes stretched longer than expected.
He listened, waiited and wondered.
'Is she really training right now?'
After everything that happened tonight?
The answer seemed increasingly obvious with every impact.
Finally the voice returned.
"Conditions stabilized. Opening cell door."
CLANK~
Hydraulics released with a long hiss.
The reinforced door slid aside.
White industrial light spilled into the corridor.
And standing within it was Redstar.
She wore the same black-and-red training outfit she'd always favored during drills. Shorts. Sports bra.
Sweat covered her skin. Muscles shifted beneath the sheen as she wiped her forehead with the back of one hand.
