"I said open up!" the voice became louder, the the hitting even more so. Inside, all four people held their breath, as they waited to see what would follow, ready to fight if needed.
"Sir, like I said, this room is under maintenance and locked from the inside. Only when the maintenance crew arrives tomorrow will we have access to it again," a female's voice could be heard from beyond the door, trying to convince the man.
"Tsch! I guess there's no helping it."
Noah and those inside eyes each other, waiting for the cue, sitting back down as the noise of people slowly seemed to die down.
"... Khish, why would it be you?" Sha furrowed her brows as soon as they relaxed, looking around to see Noah and Al avert their gaze.
"Long story short, they wanted to get rid of me, but for some inexplicable reason I didn't die in the suicide mission they sent me to," she said, making Sha curl her fists.