The man in silver

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Gary crouched as soon as he heard that familiar faint rumble. It was the man in silver armor. The tall man gazed at the surrounding and run to the small places in between the craters to the rooms and sprinted around the room were inside can be seen through the transparent window where broken technologies lay on the ground that the enemy scour.

From hiding in the computer panel lining in what it seems to be a control room, Gary run towards the room, his back is against it. He is examining if the enemy is still there. The man hung his sword onto its magnetic bracer on its back. Just opposite to Gary’s direction, he decided to go around and proceed to the automatic slide door and somehow, he succeeded. He tried to open it but it stopped suddenly. The space is not enough for him to squeeze through. He opens the latch and tried to spark the wires.

The moment the power comes back, the entry bleep. The enemy heard it as it was loud enough to be noticed.

Gary swore, “Damn, fuck.”