The bunker in Marais D'Opale Part 1

The reinforced alloy bunker hatch creaked under the pressure of a heavenly rank hunter twisting its mechanism hinting that it had been a long while since the last time it was opened. The rest of the group exchanged an awkward gaze with each other before readying their weapons right before the hatch was pulled open by Atkinson expecting a myriad of cryptids to crawl out.

What happened instead was a burst of stale air coming out of the building as though it exhaled a breath it had been holding for weeks hitting the soldiers on the face. To those raised within city walls it reminded them of home, but Atkinson who was just old enough to hate that staleness knew better than to be relieved.

Despite being the leader or rather, precisely because he was the leader, he was the first one to enter the building in a form of bravery rarely displayed by those in the army or anyone for that matter.

"Clear." He announced prompting his men to climb down the stairs after him.