The Admiral's Guest

[Kane]

The admiral snarled, and stepped forward. It was a quick move, almost unseen; but while the admiral was old, he had lost none of his potency. The mailed fist that Vlad suddenly found in his stomach was proof enough of that. And the knee that came up to meet his falling face didn't help much either. For odd reasons, Vlad could hear the crunch as his nose crumpled again, but no pain followed it. Until he fell backwards and his cranium made contact with the cold metal floor. Then he could feel every little nerve, absolutely screaming at the top of their proverbial lungs.

Krieg, now satisfied that the Unioner would stay on the floor for the moment, he turned to the other admiral who had taken her place behind him.

"Admiral Kaiser. I trust there is some reason you've kept this," he gestured to the slowly recovering Unioner. "Alive?"

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