Something Has Gone Wrong

As the crowd's gaze fell on the lifeless bodies of those two sturdy Evolvers who were still bursting with vitality just seconds earlier, all the Fourth-Ordeal Evolvers who had just successfully returned fire from the balconies turned pale with fright. It could have been them.

The other refugees, already struggling to survive, stumbled away over the dead bodies of their comrades, leaving the capable Evolvers to hold the line. The irony was that they were supposed to be cannonfodders for these Evolvers, but none of them were actually paying any attention to the refugees who were currently trudging away.

It wasn't because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't. On the two unbroken balconies, several enemies were staring at them coldly with deep apathy: The culprits of those two murders.