At the blade’s sound the situation becomes even more automatic and Gately feels adrenaline’s warmth spread through him as his subdural hardware clicks deeper into a worn familiar long-past track. Having no choice now not to fight and things simplify radically, divisions collapse. Gately’s just one part of something bigger he can’t control.
The Gately fight rumbles on like a steam engine working up momentum and provides a much needed shot of energy to this wordy stretch.
