Thud!
Black Zero's body fell forward, dead.
Azaleath and the two other mercenaries had a cynical look in their eyes, but that was quickly replaced with a look of shock.
Black Zero's body had disappeared!
"It was a fake! Bastard!" Azaleath cursed, having figured out that Black Zero never intended to bring them into the bunker, or even trusted them. But she didn't dwell on it. "Come on!"
The mercenaries turned and ran, and Abraham, watching their every move in the APC, already knew where they were heading.
"That's crazy! Master Abe, you were right!" Roy exclaimed, standing beside Abraham's pilot's chair, perfectly fine. "Their goal must really be the sample. But how did they know it's here?"
"…"
Black Zero refused to answer, merely glancing slightly at Roy's shadow.
It was only when Dr. Gretsch and Sally arrived that they realized Abraham had lied about Roy needing a check-up. Abraham himself had already healed Roy long before the master-student duo arrived back in the bunker.
