206:Escaped

In the dim light of the corridor, shadows flickered across the cracked walls. A man crouched low, concealed within the jagged crevices, his breath shallow as he peered through a small scope. From his hidden vantage point, he had a clear view of the intense battle raging before him. Sparks flew and the clash of the weapons created a chaotic atmosphere. 

He adjusted the focus of the scope, his brow furrowing as he took in the advanced tactical gear worn by the combatants. "This is troublesome…" he murmured under his breath. The designs of the suits worn by the group who had infiltrated looked familiar. Every member of Hawk seemed to be equipped with similar technology—likely prototypes.