Their footsteps echoed through the dilapidated structures as they raced across the ruined cityscape. The closer they came to the heart of the chaos, the sharper the sounds became, high-pitched squeals tangled with the scuffle of struggle, fusing into a desperate, almost rhythmic cacophony.
"There! Over there!"
Joseph's voice rang out as he pointed ahead, slightly off to the right. His finger cut through the dusty air, guiding the group toward the source of the bedlam.
In that same breath, something hurtled toward them with breathtaking velocity!
"Xander!" Gerald shouted without hesitation, his voice a command through the tension. It was all Xander needed.
"On it, Cap," Xander acknowledged, stepping forward as a living wall. Arms outstretched, he braced for impact.
Whatever had been flung in their direction collided into him with a wet squelch.
"Ugh...? Captain, it's a person, a Human," Xander reported, blinking in mild disbelief.
