Kael infiltrated a Dominion shipyard orbiting the gas giant Kharos. His target: Dominion Commander Rax, rumored to know Malrik's movements.
Metal corridors echoed with alarms as Kael cut through security drones. His movements were efficient, brutal. Plasma blade through steel. Pulse cannon blast through reinforced doors.
When he cornered Rax, the commander laughed through bloodied teeth.
"You think killing Thorne will fix you?" Rax spat. "You're just like him."
Kael's mechanical fingers tightened around Rax's collar.
"I'm nothing like him."
But as Rax's lifeless body slumped, Kael felt something cold inside himself.
Revenge had kept him alive. But it was also hollowing him out.