“Chris.”
He dropped into the hangar. There it was: the White Dragon’s old sonic resonator, jury-rigged to a stolen satellite dish. Humming. Pulsing. And standing before it, General Suarez—eyes glowing a faint, sickly gold. peacemakers brother dc comics
“Fixed the resonator. Didn’t kill anyone. Dad would’ve hated it. – Kurtis” “Chris
Suarez screamed. The golden light left his eyes. He collapsed, human again, gasping. General Suarez—eyes glowing a faint
He turned off the TV. The phone rang. Unknown number.
He didn’t charge. He didn’t scream. He simply walked toward the device, step by step, as Suarez’s possessed soldiers raised their rifles.
“Shoot him,” Suarez ordered.