Zennyn's Point Of View
The car ride with Lyukhe and my other 9 comrades was suffused with both agitation, and anticipation. The moment that Syionn had exited the main gates, our collectively unspoken simmering outrage, and our uncontrollable pheromones, had hit their peaks and hadn't lessened in their intensity since.
Hearing that Kihone had been the impertinent snake behind our latest unexpected fiasco, had set each of us off on an internal emotional rampage. The speed that Syionn was currently careening through the seemingly abandoned streets, thoroughly matched our disgruntled impatience perfectly.
"Alright, we're just about there... What are your plans once we're actually within range of this location, Boss?" Syionn asked, his grip on the steering wheel growing unspeakably taut, and making his knuckles grow visibly whiter, in the process.
"We'll canvas the area, starting with the closest building to this lo–"
