Infante

There were things that might have been birds and might have been large insects gathering in a cloud around the Infante.  Another experiment, contained within his body.  Mary’s initial attempt at stopping him was quickly aborted.  She emptied a gun as she backed off.

He didn’t slow, he didn’t stop.  Nothing we did seemed to do much damage.

Mary threw a knife, and it glanced off of his eye, as if she’d struck steel with steel.

He hurled a metal cover from a vat, and he clipped Mary.

Crown of Thorns 20.8