Flare failed to grasp what had occurred in the past few seconds. The floor beneath her suddenly disappeared, and before she knew it, she was in an entirely different location. The first thing she recognized about it was the cloaked woman who called herself Delta and the four gunmen who came into the brightly lit hexagonal room with her.
The instant their eyes fell on her, Delta pointed in her direction and shouted a command. Flare didn't wait to hear it and rushed to find cover from the rain of bullets that would inevitably come.
The nearby platform was the best hiding place she could ask for, and though it wouldn't take long for the enemy to follow after her, the seconds she bought herself should be more than enough to reorganize her thoughts.
What mattered right now was that she had made it out of the hexagonal cage. Recognizing it as her chance to escape, Flare knew she couldn't afford to waste it.
