When Izzy’s blow missed, she willed herself to try again, ignoring the look he gave her and wanting nothing more than to wipe the grin from his face, but instead, she could only sink back to her knees, her shoulders shaking in silent sobs. She snarled when Riley voiced one of his unfortunately familiar mantras, which almost gave her the extra boost she needed try landing another hit. But before she could return to her feet, he continued.
	She looked up at him, her body stiff. Her glare darkened as he placed a price on Trevor’s life, as if it were nothing more than a trinket to be bought from a street market. She closed her eyes with a snort in disbelief, and looked away from him to her fallen friend. “Whatever you want,” she said without hesitation when he finished, “if you can do it, just [i]save him.[/i] Please,” she added nearly inaudibly.