Story Reader / Main Story / 23 Wintry Shackles / Story
05:15 p.m. Area D12.
A few Constructs are guarding a transport craft as if waiting for something.
Seeing the transport craft approach, Alpha knows she is getting closer to her target.
(The balance between Ascendants and the Ascension-Network has been shattered. It is now a one-sided domination...)
(It's time to put an end to this...)
Alpha composes herself, shifting her gaze back to the squad near the transport craft.
(A Task Force from Babylonia—no. It's... the Purifying Force?)
After trekking for a few hours, Alpha arrives at the isolated destination.
She did consider if this was a trap before she made a decision.
But an encounter near the Inver-Hetero Tower is a riskier and more troublesome choice, just as the voice in the player said.
There shouldn't be anyone here except for me. They don't look like they're guarding or searching for anything, either.
Are they sitting and waiting for someone to land in their lap...? That can't be. They don't have enough people for that.
Alpha observes the pacing Constructs carefully. After making sure that there is no enemy hidden from sight, she walks out of her hiding spot.
I can't miss this opportunity.
She has no idea how many more battles she can survive, but until her mind is completely devoured...
She is more than capable of handling these enemies before her.
