A few moments ago, Mei pressed her body against the rubble as her Living Camouflage wrapped her in invisibility.
As soon as her Talent was triggered, the battlefield noise was muffled, her heat signature erased, and her movements were suppressed by Silent Veins Lv3.
She was like a phantom, unseen even by the advanced sensors of the Dragoons.
At this time, Desmond was already safe inside the main building, so she no longer had to worry about him.
Knowing that her dog had taken cover, it gave her freedom to act.
"I'm ready…" Mei muttered as she carried her Plasma Rifle that was warm in her hands. Since it was turned on, its charge indicator was glowing faintly.
She could already fire it at any time she wanted.
Of course, she had only one target in mind, the massive vessel hovering beyond the smoke.
It was unmistakable.
It had twin rotors that were stabilizing its wide, angular body…
