The Author's POV

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The color red flashed throughout the whole facility. Moving in a small unit of five, a group of guards ran throughout the corridors of the facility. From what reports have said, their target was someone whose face was riddled with scars.

"Captain, where do you think the suspect has run off to?"

Fiddling with the radio transmitter in his hand, one of the five individuals looked towards the front where a tall man wearing a black uniform stood. With long black hair and sharp brows, the man was the leader of the group.

"I'm not too sure myself. All we know is that the target seems to be someone that has scars on his face."

"Do you think he has already escaped?"

"Impossible."

The moment the alarms rang, the whole facility shut down. The exit was also blocked by multiple guards. If the said target had already escaped, they would've known by now.

"Then where do you—"

BOOOOM—!

All of a sudden, cutting the guard off, a massive explosion reverberated throughout the whole facility, startling everyone.

"What the!"

"What's going on?!"

The moment the explosion rang, the whole facility shook.

"Quick!"

"Let's go!"

Looking at his squad members, the captain's face turned solemn. Motioning with his hands, he rushed towards the direction where the explosion came from. Following from behind, the squad members took out their weapons.

Moving through the corridors of the facility, it didn't take long for them to get near the area where the explosion originated from.

"ughh...help"

"Ghhh.."

Turning right into another corridor, they could faintly hear the sound of pained groans coming from the distance.

"Quick."

"Let's go."

Exchanging glances with one another, the guards sped up. Soon, turning left of another corridor, they arrived at the scene. The moment they turned the corridor and looked at the after-effects of the explosion, the guards couldn't help but frown slightly.

With smoke filling the air, over five similarly dressed guards laid on the floor passed out. Limbs and blood were splattered all over the ground, depicting a gruesome scene.

Staring at the injured guards on the floors, one of the guards pointed towards the right side of their clothes where a large number '15' was imprinted.

"Captain, it looks to be the fifteenth unit."

There were many patrol units in the Monolith. There were a total of 30 units, and each unit consisted of five individuals, each led by one captain. Currently, the guards that had just arrived were from the second unit.

"What do you suggest we do?"

Staring at the injured guards from the fifteenth unit, the captain promptly replied.

"...help the injured."

"Bu—"

more carefully." The captain paused." If there's any one of them that can still talk amongst the injured, question them and ask them how the suspect looks like and his/her approximate strength...basically anything that

known about their enemy. Apart from how he/she looked like, they knew nothing about the said target. Carelessly going after the target might prove to be extremely dangerous. Especially

"Roger."

captain's orders, the unit members quickly

hear me? Are you

the second unit opened the mouth of

"Drink up."

the ones injured, the one he was tending seemed to be in better condition than the others. Although he too was injured, his injuries only seem to affect

"Khhh..."

with a potion, the guard slowly

"...what's going on?"

had worked, the guard's eyes lit up. "Please be careful

"Who are you?"

the guard blinked a couple of times. Seemingly

Balzar, and I'm part of the second patrol unit." Lifting his head and looking at his colleagues

"Second unit?...I see. Understood."

a minute to finally realize what was going on,

are in the state

alongside my unit when suddenly someone called out for me and a

guard placed his hand on his chin. "Were you able to see the features of the individual who did this to

the brief moment I saw him, I could see that the person responsible for this was

"Male? Anything else?"

face was

chin, Balzar nodded his head. "Hmmm, yes, that

attention back towards the injured

where the

"Yes, over there."

looked behind him. Staring in the direction of where the guard was looking, Balzar lowered his

understand, is

"I'm sorry."

shook his

this is good enough for now." Standing up, Balzar looked at the injured guard before

"Understood."

Balzar was able to see his fellow unit members having a harder time getting information from the injured guards. They

before his captain, Balzar raised

got

"Go ahead."

"Understood. According to..."

head, Balzar relayed to his captain everything that he had managed to learn from the injured guard. From how they found themselves in such a situation, to the suspects' gender as well as

Once Balzar finished speaking, the captain scratched the

"I see...Good job."

on his chin, the captain's brows knit

true combat abilities. But, the fact that

the target's true combat abilities, from how he resorted to using explosives rather than dealing with the guards directly and silently, the captain was able to infer

they would've been able to deal with them without causing such a commotion. The fact that the target was unable to do that and had

Thus.

back towards his unit members,

the infirmary. Ivan, Roman, and I will go chase

"Understood."

the unit

Roman, follow

quickly dashed towards the direction Balzar had told him the target

*

"Huup!"

of minutes after the captain left, lifting two bodies and putting them on two separate wheeled stretchers, Balzar and Remi, the two remaining members of the second unit, quickly carried the bodies

forward, Remi, a fairly skinny individual with short brown hair and green eyes turned around. A trace of

"A pity."

Despite having come rather early, the extent of their injuries was too serious and thus they died within minutes of their captain leaving for the

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