John led the group of 20 survivors from the base, their feet crunching on broken glass and pieces of concrete as they made their way through the destroyed city. The darkness was oppressive, lit only by flickering fires in the distance.
The sound of their footsteps bounced off the crumbling buildings surrounding them, creating an unsettling symphony of ruin.
"We're close," Mikal said as he walked ahead of them, his eyes darting in every direction, looking for any signs of the Luminars.
"Yes, I know," John replied, "we need to get to the ship as quickly as possible."
"Of course," Mikal said, "let's move!"
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