They split up and worked fast, not bothering to be careful anymore.
Crates were cracked open, panels ripped loose, racks stripped down to frames. Klatos moved with practiced efficiency, identifying what was worth taking and what would slow them down. Rin dragged gear toward the exit point they'd already marked, stacking it without thinking twice. Arlen kept one eye on her device, one ear tuned to the background noise of the bunker, listening for changes that mattered.
Xavier was the one who stopped.
He stood in front of a recessed chamber he hadn't noticed earlier, half-hidden behind collapsed plating. Inside it sat something compact and dense, humming faintly, surface patterned with markings that didn't match the rest of the tech in the facility.
"What is this?" Xavier asked, lifting it slightly.
Klatos turned toward him and started to answer. "That's not standard hardware. It looks like—"
The alarms changed.
