Gatuso's eyes hid behind the visor, scanning the streets like an eagle.
The unicorn's hooves struck the ground, making a rhythmic clatter.
Gatuso glanced at the radar in his personal system, but there was no response. He guessed that the target that had escaped was probably in a non-combat state or had used some kind of concealment item.
In the team channel, teammates reported fruitless searches in various areas. Meine reminded everyone in the channel that the enemy was definitely trapped in this district by their group. They needed to search carefully and stay vigilant, notifying teammates immediately if they had any information.
Gatuso let out a sigh, feeling a sense of frustration building up inside him.
In fact, ever since that night when that guy, Shen, had broken into the main camp before this instance began, this feeling of frustration had been lingering in Gatuso's heart.
Repressed, irritated, angry!
And he wasn't the only one with these emotions.
