They stood there, panting, covered in muck and sweat. Mara looked at him, a wild, fierce grin breaking across her face.
Then, the cylinder on Kaelen’s hip let out a sharp, high-pitched beep. The battery was low. POGRANICZA-2-GRA-ROKU-EDYCJA-NSP-ROMSLAB…
Just another day on the job, Kaelen replied, keeping his voice flat. They stood there, panting, covered in muck and sweat
Mara didn't hesitate. She clicked her flashlight on, blinding the beast for a crucial second, and fired her rifle. The muzzle flash illuminated the creature’s horrific, featureless face just as the shot hit it in the chest. It roared and stumbled back. Run! Mara shouted. The battery was low
Welcome to the other side of the border, runner, she laughed, catching her breath.
They dove into the darkness of the tunnels, leaving the gray light of the Borderlands behind. The air inside was thick with the smell of mold and ozone. Water dripped from the ceiling, echoing loudly in the narrow space. Mara moved with a practiced ease, her small flashlight cutting a narrow path through the gloom. Kaelen followed close behind, the silver cylinder on his hip a constant, heavy reminder of the clock ticking down.
They bolted through the water, the creature recovering and giving chase with terrifying speed. Kaelen could hear its claws clicking on the concrete right behind them. They burst through a heavy iron door at the end of the tunnel, and Kaelen slammed it shut, sliding a rusted metal bar into place just as something heavy slammed into the other side with a deafening boom. The door held.