When the Red Falcon was slung over the shoulder, there was a moment of daze.
John used a combat technique to carry injured comrades, which reminded her of the days she served.
The cold wind seeped into her neck, bringing a chill.
The Red Falcon smelled the familiar industrial odor of Palmer and saw the familiar street scenes passing underneath.
The fatigue from blood loss made her faint multiple times.
Escape, injury, isolated and helpless, kidnapped...
The encounters of the past few days flashed before her eyes, and a strong premonition told her—it was all about to end, death or something else, something was waiting for her at the end.
She was thrown into the back seat of the Silver Rider 577.
Bang.
The magnetic door shut, cutting off the noise outside.
The supercar turned at the dock and left Palmer at top speed.
All that was left was the roar of the engine.
[Mission Objective Update]
[Return to the City Core Sky View Apartment. (Not Achieved)]
