The rat's squeak cut through the ruined 7-Eleven like a nail scratching glass.
Jagger froze mid-step.
For a split second, nothing moved except the dim flicker of the damaged ceiling lights and the faint sway of a torn promotional banner hanging over the chip aisle. Then the creature's black eyes narrowed, and a translucent red panel flared to life in front of Jagger's vision.
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[Quest: Eliminate the Infested Scavengers.]
[Targets: 4/4]
[Threat Level: Minion]
[Warning: Hostile creatures have detected you.]
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The screen hovered there for the briefest heartbeat before fading.
Jagger exhaled through his nose and shifted his grip on the dagger.
