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—"

them that can still talk amongst the injured, question them

enemy. Apart from how he/she looked like, they knew nothing about the said target. Carelessly going after

"Roger."

quickly

you hear

second unit opened the mouth of

"Drink up."

seemed to be in better condition than the others. Although he

"Khhh..."

after feeding the injured guard with a potion, the guard slowly opened his eyes. A small groan escaped from

"...what's going on?"

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

"Who are you?"

around, the guard blinked a couple of times. Seemingly

of the second patrol unit." Lifting his head and looking at his colleagues that were helping the other guards who were in

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

a minute to finally realize what was going on, the

in the state that

really remember much." The guard hoarsely said as he coughed a couple of times. "All I remember was me patrolling alongside my unit when

his hand on his chin. "Were you able to

barely...From the brief moment I saw him, I could see that the person responsible for this

"Male? Anything else?"

face was also filled with

Raising his brows, and putting his hands on his chin, Balzar nodded his head. "Hmmm, yes, that does coincide with

his attention back towards

know where the target

"Yes, over there."

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

is there

"I'm sorry."

his head

guard before saying. "I'm going to

"Understood."

able to see his fellow unit

captain, Balzar raised his

I've got

"Go ahead."

"Understood. According to..."

head, Balzar relayed to his captain everything that he had managed to learn from the injured guard.

Once Balzar finished speaking, the captain scratched the side of

"I see...Good job."

his chin, the captain's brows knit

the target's true combat abilities. But, the fact that the target is using explosives to deal with the unit members,

to using explosives rather than dealing with the guards directly and silently, the captain was able to infer that said target's strength could not

captain was 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 do that and had to directly use explosives which pretty much gave his location away, was enough to convince him about his

Thus.

back towards his unit

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

"Understood."

the unit members

Roman,

orders, the captain quickly dashed towards the direction Balzar

*

"Huup!"

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 and headed towards

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

"A pity."

it. Despite having

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