After an hour of silence, the tires of the MRAP rolled over a ten-inch stone and slammed hard on the ground, shifting everything placed inside it.
Leon's eye cracked open when pain rattled through his bones after his body got thrust against the metal wall of the vehicle.
He shook his head and brushed his hands over his face, while yawning heavily.
His eyes widened when he spotted blood dressing his palms the moment after he moved them from his scalp. For a moment, the only thing he could hear was his heart, beating fast against his chest.
"Where is this from?" His face tensed as he wiped his palms across his head for the second time. Noticing another set of red liquid dressing his thumb where it hadn't touched, saliva snaked down his throat as he swallowed hard.
"How?" He placed his palms on his head and tilted his gaze around. Spotting a one-inch sharp metal point where his head had slammed, pain surged in him like fire as his breathing caught in his lungs.
