Seeing that, LaRee did the same thing with his drawn bow.
And they waited. The next barrage… didn't come.
One minute passed. Two minutes. Three minutes… There was no sign or sound of another bullet.
However, Ayse eventually spoke in a whisper, "They're coming closer. One toward the door and from the window."
"I will cover the door," LaRee softly stated.
So the duo waited a few moments longer. Till they could hear the crunch of glass from outside the room.
Then, with a loud slam and many simultaneously cracking sounds, one kicked down the broken door and the other leaped over the windowsill. They both wore padded, long sleeve shirts and utility boots. Each had a hunting rifle hanging from their side, and the same IFG Sten as the man from earlier.
But they didn't step further into the room. Not before scanning their immediate surroundings for danger.
Brr-ratat! Thwang, crack!
