Professor Hernandez’s cart zipped through the empty streets of the Underground Academy, its motor purring like a kitten all the while. Behind us, the sounds of battle between the Guardians, the teachers, and the students were growing fainter and fainter the further we went, although I could still hear the occasional explosion that rocked the air or gunfire somewhere in the distance.
I had to admit I felt really bad about leaving everyone behind. But I reminded myself that this was for the greater good. Stopping Overkill was more important than anything else. If we didn’t find and stop Overkill, then it didn’t matter if we defeated the Guardians or not. The Neo-Gas cloud would still be a threat.
Speaking of the Neo-Gas cloud, it had grown much bigger. It still wasn’t big enough to reach
