Alma sits on the bench in an airport again, her hand flipped the file that she received. It's a file about their mission object and goal. Alma looked at the girl in the photo, she looks to be around seventeen years old, her name is replaced with code instead.
"Why does this girl have to be a curious cat?" Alma grumbled.
She doesn't understand why she went to a dangerous place despite the warning.
"Who knows? All we have to do is to save her ass," Rin answered.
"I don't think it will be easy, we just made a wreck on their base. I'm sure they already prepare something for us now."
"Every time we go to a mission we have to be prepared to die, that's what you should get used to."
"Are you not afraid to die?" Alma wondered.
"If you live frequently on the battlefield, live and death only have a thin barrier."
