Marcus POV

I looked at Alana. We are at an impasse, she wants to lead the main battalion in a way I don't agree with.

"Come on little brother... You know I'm right." I listened to my sister's voice and took a deep breath.

"It's not a matter of being right or not," I spoke and turned away from her. "I need the library and the vaults to be safe. If I fall in battle, then it's up to you to take over." I glanced out the window, looking at the city of Las Vegas below.

"The chances of that happening are slim to none! I want to be on...