"Run, run!"
"The laser cannon, where's the laser cannon?"
"Reporting to headquarters, we need backup, request for Level D support, repeat, request for Level D support... Ah!!!"
Bright red blood splattered on the old walls as the man holding the walkie-talkie, clad in a Federal Bureau of Investigation combat suit, fell to the ground.
A sharp instrument had sliced open his chest, revealing raw flesh and pouring blood. He raised his head to look at a teammate not far away and said with difficulty,
"Run, quickly."
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, falling onto the black collar of his combat suit.
But his teammate didn't heed his words and instead limped over to try and lift him,
"Move, can't you understand human language? Go, go!!!"
Thud, thud, thud—
As they struggled, a series of uniform sounds like hard metal striking stone floors echoed.
A giant Black Shadow slowly emerged from the night.