Outside, Poncho sniggered. "That is so not what I was expecting. Mr. tough orange alien made it seem like he could break the Noxian in five seconds. I half expected our prisoner to scream as soon as he saw orange's face."
"His name is Vortan." Hades reminded Poncho. He didn't add that he was disappointed as well. He had been expecting a spontaneous confession. If Vortan failed, who could they call?
Sunshine stepped into the room, her arms crossed, a sharp, cold smile on her face. The Noxian's eyes widened when he saw her. He had seen Asgeda blow up the repairman and confirm her death. Seeing her standing here, glowing with health and mockery, was clearly a blow to his spirit.
