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- Cardoza continued. “And you know what those delightfully hideous darlings flying in holding patterns above you are, too.”
- “Infectors.” Wesker practically spat the word.
- “What are those?” Alice asked. “What do they do?”
- Wesker ignored her. His gaze was focused on the aircraft, jaw clenched tight, hands balled into fists. Small patches of rough, deformed flesh erupted on his skin, and Alice knew he was so filled with fury that he was losing control over the virus inside him. If he lost control completely, he’d transform into a misshapen, savage mutant, and he might become as big a threat to Alice and her allies as any of the creatures surrounding them.
- “Hold it together,” she snapped.
- Wesker’s skin began to bubble, as if his body were boiling from the inside out, but then he slowly twisted his head from side to side, and his flesh returned to normal. He’d fought back the virus’s influence—for now.
- “You have no way out of this, Albert,” Cardoza said. “Surrender and I might let you live. It would be a risk, I know, but the idea of keeping you around after you’ve been thoroughly defeated and humiliated is so tempting. If you don’t surrender, I’ll kill you along with everyone who’s foolish enough to be helping you. You’ve got sixty seconds to decide.”
- - Chapter 1
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