Brian Shaugnessy
Brian shudders. "We can't just leave someone like that," he whispers, eyes wide with what he imagines the victims going through. He looks to the others. The Ottoman continues to be inscrutable. Deezy, of course, is hidden inside the bulk of the Metal Beast. Most importantly, though, he knows a calculating strategist Seif isn't likely to approve a rescue. Not without an advantage.
The young man glances back to the steady heat signature of the crucified man, then he closes his eyes, swallows hard, and finally says, "I may have a way to get him down without getting too close. Just don't--" he glances nervously to Seif--"Just remember I'm on your side, okay?"
"Guys! I have something! That signal we've been tracking here...it's a code! It's a call for help coming from a bunker. It MUST be nearby too. The signal's been getting stronger and stronger all this time. Also, the guy on the cross is alive, but I think he's bait so be careful if you want to go get a look."
Brian shudders. "We can't just leave someone like that," he whispers, eyes wide with what he imagines the victims going through. He looks to the others. The Ottoman continues to be inscrutable. Deezy, of course, is hidden inside the bulk of the Metal Beast. Most importantly, though, he knows a calculating strategist Seif isn't likely to approve a rescue. Not without an advantage.
The young man glances back to the steady heat signature of the crucified man, then he closes his eyes, swallows hard, and finally says, "I may have a way to get him down without getting too close. Just don't--" he glances nervously to Seif--"Just remember I'm on your side, okay?"
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