CH 68: SILVER PRINCESS
Smoker placed down the mini Prana-powered rocket launcher that was installed in his arm and looked at the results of his work.
The smoke was constantly rising into the air as the flame filled the factory. Diary was able to keep track of the life signals of all the members of the squad so the moment she said their comrade had died as well, there had been no more hesitation in Smoker's mind and he readily launched the weapon into the building.
Ideally, he wished he could use it a second time. But his body was already heating up terribly, almost going into the alarming territory for a human, and his Prana was emptied by at least one-fourth of its total capacity. This was his trump card. But he had not hesitated to use it from the start. There was no reason to hold back, after all.
He remembered the information Diary had gleaned from their survey of the battlefield where the targets had slain their comrades.