HE DIDN'T SEE ME. Atlas didn't see me. I stepped back into the closet, softly closing the doors behind me.
His footsteps became louder as he neared the closet. I clamped a hand over my mouth. My heart hammered against my chest as I listened to his footsteps fading the further he walked down the corridor.
As soon as the silence returned, I slipped out of the closet. I moved like a shadow as I ran outside, the cold biting into the soles of my feet.
The smell of gunpowder hit me first. The sharp crack of rifles followed. My legs felt like they could cave in at any second, but I didn't let my fear get the best of me.
I searched my surroundings and found Ares standing on a balcony, rifle in hand. He was focused on a target 500 yards away. He took his enemies out with expert ease.
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