Neo came out a little after the others, though before stepping through, he gave the boss room one last sweep with his eyes in case anyone had left a Soul Core behind. He found nothing. Not one. Even half-dead and barely standing, people had still made sure to strip the place clean.
'Tch, greedy bastards...'
With that thought, he took the final step and the Breach swallowed him.
The transition lasted less than a blink. One instant he was inside the tower, with blood, dust, and the stench of death still clinging to the air, and the next he was thrown back onto solid ground. Cameras pointed from every direction. Metal barriers had been set up around the area. Government agents moved back and forth with clipped urgency while voices piled on top of each other from outside the perimeter, all of them hungry for a better view of the people who had managed to crawl back out.
Richards was there.
Leo Duplain too.
