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Twenty mercenaries wearing MTA outfits were climbing the elevator shaft, their brows frowned in worry.
They had been on edge ever since they had learned that the black smoke wasn't their ally's doing. Who was responsible? What was their purpose? It felt as if a predator was lurking in the dark, watching their every move. They shivered just thinking about it.
But, they were arriving at their destination: the top floor. Their leader instantly took control of the situation:
"We're almost there. Once we breach the entrance, quickly rush in and secure the area. Then we'll wait to know the correct vault and use the charges to blow it up. Afterward, we'll just have to evacuate. Are you all ready?"
They all nodded as they stared at the exit of the elevator shaft. Normally, this place was choke-full of traps, but they were all gone now. Hopefully, their target would be as defenseless.
