EDEN CITY
NEAR THE EDEN CITY AIRFIELD
Background Music; Now We Are Free; Gladiator ST
Tarifa scrambled over the jagged pile of concrete and steel, her wolf nose searching for the scents she so wanted to taste. She had been calling them telepathically since leaving the Command Center, and the longer she got no reply, the more fear gripped her heart and her stomach.
The three Spartans and two Dragoons who had accompanied her were spread out in a loose formation as they approached the site of the control tower, their eyes and weapons alert and sweeping the area around them for any sign of danger. They had heard the massive eruption of small arms fire only a short while ago, combined with the mortars and plasma cannons. Tarifa spotted the tower that was one of four generating the shield and she saw the body of Isabella's soldier leaning against the damaged wall, clutching the control box in his dead hand.
