Nobody answered him.
The man looked at Echo. Then at Si-on. Then, last of all, at Jin. And something in his face twisted, like he'd bitten into something rotten.
"I thought you were a real man," he said. "I really did. Standing there all alone, telling me I'd die by your hands. I thought, finally. Finally, something that doesn't need anyone else. Something that stands on its own." He spat on the road. "And then you go and let these two come running to save you, like a pup crying for its pack."
"Nobody came to save me," Jin said.
"Didn't they?" The man looked at the ash still drifting down the street. "I liked those two. The dog and the bear. I'd had them a long time." The amber light flared in his scars. "Now I'm really mad."
He moved.
He went for Echo first.
