Operation Arid Soil : Part Seven

"Huh?" after a few seconds, he spotted movement to his side, right next to him, turning his neck to get a better look using whatever light was remaining from the small lantern, but there was nothing, no one, no figure of any sort was around.

'I don't think I should be in a state of delirium already…' he thought to himself, when he stayed in standby, awaiting to be deployed by Watchful Undeviginti, his need to eat and drink were paused, and he had made sure to prepare for that during his last deployment, it hadn't been more than a day since he had been captured and the corpses hadn't done anything particular to him yet, so there was no reason for him to start hallucinating.

He looked to the other side, seeing nothing either.

The lantern's flame flickered, growing weaker again, and he heard a sharp sound, one he was rather familiar with, that of a blade leaving its sheath.