“Sadistic bastard.”
“...Humpf,” this time I turned my back on her altogether, simply because there was no need for any further waste of time dealing with her.
I rushed to the stairs accompanied by what remained of my squad, four students out of the twelve I originally set out from the sewers with, another small price to pay for breaching the enemy’s stronghold. Little did I know of the damage the enemy had sustained until I crossed those bloodied stairs; the vivid red wetness spilled in strings on each step. A brief reminiscence of the gory hospital flashed through my mind. I had no time to count bodies, not when weapons fire could vividly be heard just a few meters from us.
No. The muffled sounds of firefights are everywhere, not just in front of us. That meant that the other tea
