Alpha's Regret
"He wanted to help us with the mission, but his forces are too battered to join."
Kai frowned but nodded in understanding. "His men are good warriors and would have helped a lot with the mission?"
"Yes they are, however, he gave me something that could turn the tide—some of the weapons they confiscated from the hunters. These things are small, almost unnoticeable, but they’re deadly as hell. Weapons unlike anything I’ve seen before."
Kai raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Show me."
Chris pulled out one of the sleek, dangerous-looking devices Baal had given him. It was a compact but intimidating weapon, its edges smooth but sharp, and the craftsmanship clearly advanced. He handed it to Kai.