"Sia, focus," Damian said, his voice dropping into a firm military tone, pushing past his shock to return to his field commander state.
"We can't save them. Removing the tubes would mean their immediate death, and we won't be able to carry them. We need to find a way down to the lower level or up. We're completely exposed on this bridge. Where are the others?"
"No trace of their energy. The elevator shaft split. We're alone, Damian—the tank and the doctor," Sia replied, her sharp eyes scanning the distant walls.
"Look there, about two hundred meters east. There's a massive steel gate and a service elevator beside it. That's the only possible exit."
"Then we move fast and quiet," Damian said, activating his helmet's thermal lens to scan the path.
But silence in the blood farms was not an option.
As Damian took his first step… he suddenly stopped.
"Sia… take a step back," Damian whispered, tension stiffening his muscles like steel.
