Mu-hyeok climbed out of the trench by the river wall one hand at a time.
The skull on his shoulder was split down the middle. Bone dust fell off him with every move he made, and a long crack ran through the armor across his chest where Yuna had given his own elbow back to him. The left side of his face was a mess of blood. When he finally stood up straight, he swayed, and he had to put a hand against the river wall to keep from going over.
Then he looked down at his own fists and started shouting at them.
"Why won't you listen?" he roared. His voice cracked off the warehouses. "I gave you everything! I carried you here! Why won't you do what I tell you?"
