"The surface grid is clear."
Malcolm stood at the edge of the fractured concrete shaft and looked down into the dark abyss. He lowered his armored arm while the digital tactical map on his visor updated the surrounding heat signatures.
The roaring winter storm raged through the ruined streets of the dead mega city high above their heads. The Leviathan sat parked three blocks away in a frozen commercial plaza. The colossal land crawler remained secure behind a perimeter of crushed vehicles while they executed the final extraction mission on foot.
Kira stepped up to the edge of the precipice and peered into the subterranean void.
The maintenance tunnel descended at a steep terrifying angle into the bowels of the earth. The concrete stairs were pulverized by decades of neglect and seismic
