Zion quietly moved closer to the group of C-ranks.
His expression darkened as his eyes darted past them, spotting several dozen more people gearing up inside the ship and preparing to move out.
'For this to not become impossible, we need to take out at least half of the C-ranks before the D and E-ranks join,' he thought, clenching his fist.
He inched closer to the group of C-ranks without hesitation, dashing from rock to rock.
[Host,] Uriel said quietly. [I've prepared something that can help you.]
A holographic map opened up in his eye, displaying dozens of red markers.
Zion nodded once, his eyes locking back onto the C-ranks.
His expression darkened slightly as he noticed that they seemed to be planting something in the ground.
'Is that a life-force scanner?' he thought.
[Affirmative.]
Zion gritted his teeth. The distance between them was only a couple hundred yards—something he could close in a few seconds.
'I need to go,' he thought. 'Now.'
