Chapter Thirty-Three
“No, your time’s up!” replied a harsh male voice, echoing all around them. It was hard to tell if it was coming from a building intercom or being loudly projected from another room. Someone wanted to jam but still taunt.
Erik advanced toward the door, taking slow, deliberate steps and slamming his exo’s foot down as a thunderous, echoing threat. “I’ll take left. Jia, take right. Anne and Kant, you clean up.”
While Jia had been delivering her verbal smackdown, he’d been cycling through sensor readings. In its incomplete state, the building might as well be made of loose grass reeds. He picked up the huge thermal masses of enemies on both sides of the room, positioned to be out of sight of the other room.
Judging by their thermal outlines, most of the men were crouch
