"Did we kill it?" Montgomery slowly got up, nursing his face. He didn't even pay attention to his left-hand man. "Gun it down! Tear it apart! It can still be alive!"
Instead of the hunters assenting with words, all they heard was a powerful strike in the ceiling. They all looked up, seeing the ceiling tremble as if something were trying to break through it.
The right-hand man went to the overlooking window and grabbed the scorching ledge. The pain in his hands was nothing compared to his frustrations. He saw some survivors dragging their bodies toward the blackened wolf. They had explosives at hand, trying to make sure it was dead.
It was just that Black Venus dropped from the ceiling again. The right-hand man would scold the agent for revealing it… only for the whole machine to drop next!
"Chief! They're inside! We have to leave!" The left-hand man grabbed Montgomery and pulled him out to the window.
