"Let's go," Chloe said with a faint smile, her voice carrying a sense of urgency. "We need to leave quickly, to inform the others. A layer like this… people need to know."
Sam looked at her silently, sensing her intentions with clarity.
She was someone who cared deeply. Someone who prioritized the safety of others, who saw warning as duty, who put the survival above everything else.
But Sam... didn't see things the same way.
To him, warning people wasn't the priority. Not yet. Not when something darker still loomed over them.
Not when the [Black Sun] was still above, its massive eye locked on him, the pressure in the air growing denser with every second.
He didn't even respond right away, his gaze never leaving the sky.
Plus, there was one more thing he needed to do before leaving. The loot.
He started walking toward the center of the plaza, where the [City Mayor]'s remains had disappeared and the loot had been dropped.
