Gideon didn't move when Aaron raised the gun toward Henry. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the real threat first. Henry's men were already in motion, faster than panic should allow, bricks raised high.
CRASH.
The impact landed on both of them at the same time. Aaron staggered immediately, but Gideon didn't even feel the force.
His DEF absorbed it like nothing. Still, he let his body fall, dropping heavily to the ground deliberately and forcing his muscles limp. He lay there, eyes barely closed, listening.
Screams filled the hallway.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, COWARD?! LET THEM GO!"
Daphne's voice was raw, furious.
Beside him, Aaron groaned, "Fuck…" He tried to push himself up, but another blow came down hard on his head.
Henry stepped forward laughing, his voice loud and ugly.
"You think you can defeat me? Worthless trash!"
He kicked Aaron repeatedly, boots thudding into ribs and stomach while Gideon remained motionless.
