When that figure appeared in his field of vision, Oliver instinctively stepped back half a step, reaching for the mechanism on his tail ring, just in case.
His nerves instantly reached a taut state.
Just as he was about to trigger the mechanism, Marcus Shaw's indifferent voice sounded, "You're here?"
"..."
Whew.
Oliver let out a long breath.
He relaxed his vigilant stance, "I thought there was an enemy."
"Not a bad reaction," Marcus Shaw commented objectively.
"Why are you here?" Oliver shone his flashlight forward and saw Marcus Shaw empty-handed, muttering, "You didn't even bring a flashlight."
"To pick you up. Borrowed night-vision goggles from brother-in-law."
Saying this, Marcus Shaw tossed Oliver a pair of night-vision goggles.
Oliver: "..."
Forgot about this high-tech gadget.
However, neither he nor Marcus Shaw rushed to put them on, instead, they put them away.
