An hour later, the sound of a tank's engine roared within the apartment complex. Its rumbling traveled through the building frame, warning everything of its presence.
[ Training Completed: 1x Vanguard Main Battle Tank (MBT) ]
Hans barely had time to sit when he felt it.
"It's here!"
He rushed out of the door, brushing past Callum's wooden stillness.
His footsteps echoed in the stairwell, taking the first flight fast—too fast.
The concrete under his feet cracked with a sharp tch. A thin line split across the edge of a step, puffing dust up as if the building coughed.
Hans didn't slow but instead, pushed harder.
Air whipped chaotically behind him, a brief gust that tugged at loose grime and made the stairwell vents rattle in response.
Still not used to this body, but it will do!
He hit the ground floor and burst through the entrance.
Callum followed without hurry, but somehow, he was never far behind.
