Moshe, this paranoid psycho, thought that everyone was as crazy as him to plant a tracker on their men's body — although he had not done it to anyone other than Lu Yizhou — thus as soon as he knew that Zion had regained consciousness, he immediately ordered Hector to be removed from the The Void's basecamp.
"This warehouse was abandoned a few years ago." Moshe's voice echoed in the enclosed space, mixing with the rhythm of his and Lu Yizhou's footsteps. Faint sunlight streamed in through the windows near the ceiling, albeit it did nothing to disperse the chill in the air. "But now it has been turned into nearby farmers and fishermen's storage. It's far from the Cobalt Fang's basecamp too. If Zion were to chase after us here, it would still take time."
oooh, shit's about to go down~
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!