SORA YUME STORY (1) - Flipbook - Side 3
and kind orange eyes framed by long, flowing white hair. Her eyes were
watching the camera, but not him, with a serious expression and slightly
pouted lips. To the left, his communications equipment remained silent,
nobody was relaying anything. For a moment the guard felt uncertain and
divided, peculiarly drawn to the face on screen. It made him hesitate for a
moment, and before he could get his bearings, she lifted her weapon and
pointed it directly at him as she muttered something unintelligible. He realized
just now; behind her he could make it out. The guards deployed to the
intermediary chamber lay lifeless on the cold concrete floor behind her. This
woman was not supposed to be there. A short flash came from the muzzle of
her weapon and another eye went blind.
Sora’s focus lingered on the shattered camera for a moment while she heard
head Yume and Tobias enter the room.