Ciara was in a quandary the last few days had been a true testament to her temper, with water running low it was a great problem, another problem that occurred was the increasing attacks of the beasts, it was getting tiring for them dealing with the beasts that were slowly increasing in strength not to mention the guns that were made by Ryan was already outdated compared to the threat they were facing, many were injured but fortunately, none had died.
The morale was at an all-time low with sporadic fights breaking out every now and then, it was becoming very difficult to deal with over six thousand people and as such Ciara could only pray for a miracle.
Her musings were cut short when one of her subordinates hurried inside her office, "Major, I bring news."
Hearing her words Ciara's heart sank as every time news was being brought to her it was always about something bad as such steeling her nerves she spoke, "What is it?"
