"Areum!" Aera muttered unconsciously with fear gripping her tightly.
She tried to break off from the hold of the police officer, but he was too strong for her to handle as his superior had strictly instructed him not to let her leave or get close to the scene.
She cried as she struggled to set herself free despite her sprained ankle. The pain that was eliciting from the sprain was indeed overwhelming, but she could barely notice it as the pain that stung straight at her heart overshadowed her physical pain.
On the flip side, the SWAT team managed to pull their way through into the manor and they took their respective positions as they marched in order.
Inside the manor was an extremely empty colossal houses shaft that was filled with metals and other scarps items. The floor was covered with engine oil and some broken bottles laid around a far end. Some plates of forgotten ramen packs laid aimlessly around the shaft and the place could easily pass for a workshop.
