Retreat
"A beast tide! There's a beast tide!"
"Grim" came running down the corridor, clearly having lost his partner. His words caused the eyes of the others to widen and the commotion filled the mines.
"Shit! This hasn't happened in years, what the hell!"
"There's a new alpha, I'm not sure what's going on but we need to clear everybody out, they're going crazy!"
The pair of soldiers across from Leonel were guarding one of the entrances to the third layer. They went by Slim and Spam, a pair of twin brothers who usually took on these sort of missions together. It was hard to tell if this was their real pair of names, or if it was because Slim was indeed quite skinny and Spam looked like he had a can at the ready to eat every hour, on the hour.
"Wait!" Grim said when the two looked like they were ready to run. "We need to report this to the research scout team and lead the evacuation, what do you think you're doing?!"