(Execution Livestream Continuation, The Pit, Commander Anderson Silva's POV)
Anderson Silva glanced down at the chronometer embedded into his vambrace, the faint glow of its runes cutting through smoke and drifting ash, and the moment the numbers registered properly in his mind, a tightness formed in his chest that had nothing to do with fatigue.
They were four minutes behind schedule.
The realization settled heavily as he continued moving, spear flashing as he cut down another Righteous soldier without breaking stride, his mind already projecting forward, calculating consequences even as his body fought on instinct.
'We have already fallen behind schedule, and things are only going to get tougher from here on out.
If we don't make up for lost time soon, then the whole plan may fall apart….'
Anderson thought, as he knew better than anyone else, just how time sensitive and precise Leo's plan was.
