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The faun was distressed. When she went to space, observing an apocalyptic conflict from a seat high above the planet was not what she had in mind. On the verge of panic, she went into the asteroid in a desperate search for... something.
Not long after, an escape pod flew right over Mullion's head and crashed a dozen or so meters away. As the male figure climbed from the wreckage, Eros instinctively grasped for her revolver. The thug had a menacing aura even with blood and emergency sealant covering his scuffed suit, the torn hole in it as well as the cracked faceplate. The faun's short range comms suddenly chattered to life.
Fallacius began saying a sarcastic quip, practiced to perfection to ease the tension of strangers in confusing and stressful situations such as this. Yet the deafening, balance-shattering crash of a dozen transport pods ruined that plan. Quickly assessing the situation, Molina grabbed the girl's arm and ran into the caves, before his pursuers even stepped out of their pods.