As Leon and his squad thundered across the demon territory, their Raider bikes kicking up dust and cursed ash beneath their tires, the landscape around them twisted with the signature eeriness of corrupted land. Burnt trees, cracked earth, and distant demonic howls painted the horizon. But Leon's sharp eyes caught something, a ripple across the ground, like a wave moving beneath the soil.
His gaze narrowed.
Something was coming.
He didn't slow down, instead, a smirk crept across his lips as he kept riding, letting the engine purr beneath him.
Then, without looking back, he called out loud enough to cut through the roar of the bikes:
"Since you guys didn't get to do anything in the last stronghold… as your Captain, it's only right I give you firsthand experience to make up for it."
Adrian, Eden, and Eleanor shared quick glances of confusion, thrown off by the cryptic remark.
Eden raised a brow.
"What's he talking about,"
But his question died in his throat.
