"Got it," she whispers, and her katana is at the ready, the tang fitting in far too nicely between her metal palms. There's screaming in the distance, the same howling that's been plaguing them this whole time, and for now—for now it seems to be providing cover. She'll take it. Her ears buzz with electricity, with the energy of the black box in her chest. The fission bomb, probably only getting stronger now that she's even closer to A2's body.
The howling stops suddenly and the hairs on the back of Anna's neck raise.
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"Got it," she whispers, and her katana is at the ready, the tang fitting in far too nicely between her metal palms. There's screaming in the distance, the same howling that's been plaguing them this whole time, and for now—for now it seems to be providing cover. She'll take it. Her ears buzz with electricity, with the energy of the black box in her chest. The fission bomb, probably only getting stronger now that she's even closer to A2's body.
The howling stops suddenly and the hairs on the back of Anna's neck raise.