Talow knew he had failed. UFS soldiers were dieing around him as the Bellators struck them with everything they had. Raza had played him like a fool and Talow knew it. He held the plans to his chest regretting ever joining the army, he should have stayed away the first time he had gotten away. He watched as battalion V35, his battalion was turn to shreds as they tried to take on a group of Bellators larger then themselves. He watched them fall, blood smeared and broken. Luca stood fighting hard with a tall Bellator dressed in navy, a badge glistening on his own breast. I split second was all it took for him to be crushed and defeated. A split second as Luca had looked towards Talow, one question on his lips that Talow didn't need to hear. Why did you do it?
Taken a deep breath Talow reached into his pocket and drew out that tiny vial he had been carrying with him since day 1. The tiny vial with the clear liquid inside. It had cost his family a small fortune but it was worth it. Talow pulled the stopper out with his teeth, smelling the strong vapours as they poured out of the bottle. Talow spotted Raza and knew who his target was. Mustering up enough courage and...