I was right.
Their entry was sloppy, rushing through a doorway on the opposite side of the plant. We couldn’t see them, but the sounds of their hurried movements and shouts carried through the echoing facility without its machinery active to drown out all other sounds. It gave us a moment to prepare for them.
Walterson and I moved forward, taking strong positions with lots of cover. We only had to wait a moment until the response team opened fire on us. At first, I assumed Regor had taken cover with Walterson, but then I realized he had Sue in an open staging area behind us. There in the open space, Regor leapt atop Sue’s back and brought her around to face the new threat. He gave her a quick pat on her shoulder and shouted, “Let us ride!” as the beast surged forward.
With a cry, Mari s
