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—"

there's any one of them that can still talk amongst the injured, question them and ask them how

target. Carelessly going after the target might prove to be extremely dangerous. Especially since the

"Roger."

orders, the unit members quickly rushed to help

you hear me? Are you

guards from the second unit opened

"Drink up."

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 the lower part of his

"Khhh..."

potion, the guard

"...what's going on?"

eyes lit up. "Please be careful and don't move. Your body is

"Who are you?"

the guard blinked a couple of times. Seemingly

myself, my name is Balzar, and I'm part of the second patrol unit." Lifting his head and looking at his colleagues that were helping the other guards who were

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

realize what was going on, the injured guard

in the state

he coughed a couple of times. "All I remember was me patrolling alongside my unit when suddenly someone called out for me and

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

could see that the person responsible

"Male? Anything else?"

was also filled with

putting his hands on his chin, Balzar nodded

towards the injured

know where the target ran

"Yes, over there."

in the direction of where the guard was looking,

understand, is there anything

"I'm sorry."

shook his head and

now." Standing up, Balzar looked at the injured guard before saying. "I'm going to talk

"Understood."

unit members having

his captain, Balzar raised his

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,

the report. Once Balzar finished speaking, the captain scratched the side of

"I see...Good job."

hand on his chin, the captain's brows

what you're telling me, we can infer that the target seems to have access to explosives. Other than that, we still don't know the target's true

to using explosives rather than dealing with the

only D ranked himself. If the target was B ranked, they would've been able to deal with them without causing such a commotion. The fact that the target was unable to

Thus.

his attention back towards his

Remi, you two bring the injured to the infirmary. Ivan, Roman, and I

"Understood."

unit members unanimously

Ivan, Roman, follow

orders, the captain quickly dashed towards the direction Balzar had told him the

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"Huup!"

and putting them on two separate wheeled stretchers, Balzar and Remi, the two remaining members of the second unit, quickly

fairly skinny individual with short brown hair and green eyes turned around. A trace

"A pity."

remained alive. The captain, and another guard. The rest were, unfortunately, unable to make it. Despite having come rather early, the extent of their

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