“I didn’t do anything wrong,” I argue as Vex pulls me into the elevator. “You would’ve done the same thing if I’d thrown your crew in cells and let them rot.”
He releases a low laugh as the doors close. “I care far more about keeping all my limbs intact for the race on Ziphoter than a few faceless soldiers.”
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