While this was ongoing, a certain former-reporter had been looking outside, her orbs looking sharply for something. She was completely unaffected by the yells behind her—yells that resembled pigs for slaughter.
She did not care about those men—she needed to find someone else. She was aptly watching outside, hoping to find that bastard!
She had been following his assignments even before the war, and she recognized two of these men as his teammates. This meant that he must also be in an area!
Maybe he'd even pass by here as well! Knowing him, he would definitely save his own ass—even if it meant bringing down everybody else!
Minutes passed and the woman frowned, considering going outside and hunting for him herself. She might not be very strong, but maybe—just maybe—she'd find her half-dead somewhere! Maybe the heavens would hear her wish and let her take his life with her own hands!
