'They didn't follow me?'
Desperate ran to the other side of town and looked back, only to find no one was chasing her.
She let out a small sigh of relief and muttered to herself.
'Looks like their target is the Commander-in-Chief. They don't care about a small fry like me... I need to get out of here, fast. Once they capture the Commander-in-Chief, they definitely won't let me go.'
'...I can't go to any big cities. My identity must be compromised; I'll get flagged by facial recognition. Damn it, if I'd managed to get that guarantee, I wouldn't have to worry about this.'
Just as she finished speaking, a young voice suddenly rang out from behind her.
"They may not care, but I'm quite curious."
The sudden voice made her turn pale. She quickly spun around, assuming a combat stance, only to see a figure entirely encased in pitch-black armor standing there. She had no idea how long he had been there.
"Who are you?!"
