"What are those things?" Xiauyue couldn't help but mutter when she saw Desmond place another strange hidden device in the hidden part of the wooden beams that supported the second-floor ceiling.
Desmond didn't answer immediately, he made sure to find the best blind spot to put the metal cylinder in his hands and then fixed it with a strange plastic substance.
Only then did Desmond respond: "A little countermeasure in case something goes wrong."
And even then the whole process was done in absolute silence in no more than three seconds, one could tell that Desmond was already doing his best to secure some kind of countermeasure while also having a very controlled measure of the time that had passed since the moment they pulled the guards outside and started this little infiltration mission.
