"Who is that?" A man asked, squinting his gaze.
A man pop his head behind the man and looked in the direction of the man's gaze.
"Hmm. That person seems familiar." He murmured.
"Should we report it?" he looked at his colleague.
"Yes."
At once, one of the men picks up his radio and informs the other side.
"Stay put and monitor the intruder. We will send more men to you right away." A male voice came from the radio.
The two guards, dressed in black, retreated deep into the shadow of the destroyed building.
A man held his chest as blood continued to gush out his injury. His face ashen as he staggered forward with trembling steps.
When he arrived in front of the guards' building. He halted and stared at the building.
"Come out. I need your help." He shouted, blood flowing out of his mouth.
He waited for a couple of minutes but no one answered. He blinked twice as his head fuzzy. He staggered backward and fell on his knee.
