“Two Dragons made it onto our Deck Five before it was sealed off,” DJ said. “Off-duty Titan special forces are responding.” “One of the team members is Inch Deep,” Touchdown said. Caine turned slowly, puzzlement claiming her features. “Is he crazy? He’s on injured reserve and in no condition to — ” Caine hesitated, remembering that Inch had torn the meniscus of his right knee and broken his collarbone on the same mission that had seen Touchdown lose the use of his legs. The best trained fighting force in the world. Yet still so vulnerable. “His BioMEMS system has been repairing him at a slightly faster rate than Hawkeye calculated,” Touchdown said, showing no indication that the memory of his own injury had been jarred by Caine’s remark. “That having been said, he’s not battle-ready by any means. He could easily re-injure himself.” The gunfire ceased abruptly. “Inch is requesting admittance to Ops,” Touchdown said. “Dragons have been subdued on Deck Five.”
