217 Dead...

The figure that had just spoken slowly lifted her hands to her mouth, blowing away the smoke on her fingers with a conceited look of superiority on her face, showing Jayden that it was she who had blasted a hole straight in her stomach that was still burning even at this moment, the smell of dust no longer filling her nostrils as it was replaced by the smell of her own burning flesh. 

The faces of the two people standing above her were blurry yet clear at the same time, her dark, hazy vision aided by the bright light of the moon shining on their faces, despite the fact that she still had her night vision.