Yuki heard the sound of tires.
He pressed tightly against the rock wall, eyes closed, lowering his heart rate.
The artificial heart slowed its flow. At the same time, the diaphragm ceased moving. The airbags on either side of the "Dragon Breath" expanded and contracted minimally, allowing him to breathe as smoothly as possible.
A voice came through.
"Second-in-command, that woman turned here... this fork in the road—huh?"
"What's wrong?"
"It looks like she turned back."
"Isn't that road passable? I remembered it was."
"Too panicked, turned into a headless fly?"
"By the way, is it really okay for us to be speaking like this? The echo carries far, doesn't it?"
