Leon's throat tightened as his gaze dropped to Prince's right hand. Between the lieutenant's fingers was a still-glimmering husk of one of the larger creatures.
"The D-ranked threats have been neutralised for now," Prince stated in a flat voice. He sighed and dropped the husk.
Thud.
Leon's throat became full of unspoken words, and when he tried to spill them out, his wristband chimed, drawing his attention.
Ding! Ding! Ting!
[RE-ROUTING. PROCEED TO DESIGNATED COORDINATES.]
[PRIORITY: SURVIVAL PROTOCOL 7]
New coordinates leading away from the bunker flashed before his eyes as he swallowed hard.
Lieutenant Prince gasped shallowly as he turned and locked eyes with Leon. "This way."
He turned and began moving without taking a glance back.
Leon's steps became heavy, his stomach dull, as he followed. He stumbled on gravel and debris, causing his steps to become uneven.
But the lieutenant's own left no trace of hesitation.
