Despite Eden covering her ears, his shots echoed loudly, wherever he was shooting at. Then, he stopped, out of ammunition. A sinister laugh was heard, echoing and seemingly coming from everywhere around them.
"Sorry, but you are wasting your bullets, young man."
While Dante was searching the elevator's floor and through his men's pockets for another weapon, Eden grabbed his shoulder to try and glance over. The voice was telling the truth; the room behind him seemed to be completely empty. She could tell from the echo of each sound. Using the elevator's handrail to pull herself up onto one leg, Eden painfully got up, observing the area they had arrived at. Contrary to her expectations, the seventy-fifth floor had nothing to do with the previous ones.
It looked like a gigantic laborato
