Tran Vu: Cautiously steps forward, a knight piece between his fingers, voice barely above a whisper G-got your move, boss?
spots a small vent on the floor Calldon, follow me! We can escape through there!
moves swiftly towards the vent, dodging bullets and debris Keep your head down, Calldon! We're almost out of this hellhole!
slides through the vent with agility, disappearing into the darkness Stay close, Calldon, we're not out of the woods yet.
I crawl through the vent and come face to face with a guard I put a round in his head
whispers urgently Too loud, Calldon! We need to be stealthy if we don't want any more unwanted visitors!
As they make their escape through the vent, BabyFly steps on a tripwire, triggering a deadly trap. A spike shoots up towards them. Tran Vu reacts quickly, pushing BabyFly out of harm's way, taking the spike in his leg instead. He grimaces in pain, clutching his bleeding wound.
I look shocked Tran Vu! are you alright?!
gritting his teeth in pain I've had worse, Calldon. Just keep moving! We can't afford to stay here and fight off reinforcements.
clenching his jaw, blood dripping from his wound Keep an eye out, Calldon. We're not out of trouble yet. Stay close and follow my lead.
scans their surroundings, searching for potential threats Stay alert, Calldon. We need to find a safe location to regroup and tend to my wound.
spots a nearby abandoned warehouse Calldon, let's head to that warehouse. It should be secure enough to regroup and patch up my leg.
limping towards the warehouse, his eyes darting around for any signs of danger Keep your guard up, Calldon. We can't let our guard down now.
pushes open the creaky door of the warehouse, revealing the dimly lit interior Stay quiet, Calldon. We don't want anyone else to know we're here.
I nod Tran Vu, can you patch yourself up?
takes a deep breath, gritting his teeth A little bit of blood won't stop me, Calldon. I've fought through worse.
grimacing in pain, Tran Vu removes his tattered jacket and ties a makeshift bandage around his bleeding leg Just a scratch, nothing more.
I walk to a crate and sit on top of it
As BabyFly sits on top of the crate, he hears a strange noise coming from the shadows of the warehouse. He looks around, alert and cautious.
I look around did you hear that Tran Vu?
Tran Vu immediately goes on high alert, scanning the darkness for any signs of movement Stay close, Calldon. We don't want any surprises.