It was almost morning already.
The ever-present bioluminescent fog that always engulfed the world at night was already dissipating, giving way to the silhouette of the distant neon storms in the heavens as they boiled and slowly took their place in the sky.
Looking out from the wasteland, the scenery was surreal.
The distant shapes of Federation Trucks that were previously tracking Earl Joe's assassins were nowhere to be found. It seemed that at some point during the night, they finally gave up on the chase and decided to return back to the city.
The wasteland beyond the towering walls of Neo Solace was almost empty except for a Lt. Colonel, an assassin, a Mechanist, his 2 companions, and a figure floating in the sky above them.
'What are they looking at…?' Leon frowned and looked up.
Up in the sky, what he saw made every blood in his body drain as a freezing chill crawled up his spine, paralyzing his body completely.
"That is… that is…!"
