BANG!
"Ahh!" Gehran screamed as a bullet struck the stair railing and ricocheted into the wall beside him. He nearly tumbled down the steps, had it not been for Jarvis gripping the back of his clothes.
Another gunshot rang out. From a few floors below, a mercenary looked up. "Governor! The residents have breached the building!"
"Those filthy rats…!" the governor fumed, despite the fear crawling up his spine. "They dared—"
"Governor, this way!"
Without waiting for an answer, the mercenary yanked Gehran backward, pulling him toward another route.
With the residents breaking through their defenses, an entire unit of mercenaries had formed around the governor. There were seven of them now—including Jarvis and the young advisor—taking a different route to escape the building.
The stairs were impossible, and the elevator was far too risky.
