Mu-hyeok walked out of the warehouse the same way he'd walked down the river road, slowly, with his hands at his sides.
Dust slid off his shoulders. The left side of his jaw was swollen and dark, and a thin line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth down into the collar of his shirt. He stepped over a fallen beam and out through the hole he'd made in the wall, and the ground shook under him again.
It wasn't as heavy as it had been. Jin could feel that much. Whatever Clubs had done to him, it had cost him something. But it hadn't cost him nearly enough.
Behind Jin, more footsteps were coming up the road. Daehyun's chains were rattling. Jinhyuk's blue shield was glowing at the edge of Jin's vision. Hyunwoo came jogging up beside Kyung-min with blood on his sleeve and someone else's skill still flickering across his knuckles. Yerin stepped out of a door in the side of a shop that hadn't been a door a second ago and came to stand at Jin's back.
