Wild Zone 12, 18 figures walked towards the gates of Marble City, dragging their wounded bodies.
A truck stood near the entrance of Marble City, whirring into life upon spotting the team.
It hovered one metre above the ground, speeding towards the team, traversing three kilometres before stopping. The team of 18 soldiers heaved sighs of reliefs, plopping on the ground upon sighting the truck. Even though they ought to exercise caution due to the danger present everywhere around the Wilds, they no longer had the capacity to do so.
Three Ground Controllers flew out from the Truck, making a sweep of the surroundings, their auras scaring away any lurking predators. They then seeped their psychic arms through the 18 soldiers, checking for any injuries and also taking caution for any hidden dangers.
