"Go. …Fly."He spoke, throwing the vulture.
The vulture spread its heavy wings and jumped from the open hatch. It dipped once and was about to rise into the night sky when...
SWOOOSH!
An arrow cut through the air with terrifying force.
The vulture dropped instantly. Its wings collapsed mid flight as blood sprayed, and its body hit the ground with a dull thud.
"Haaaah!"
"It has been shot down!"
"What? Damned... Who did it?"
The men stood in panic. They reached for weapons and scanned the darkness through the window cracks. Their hearts thumped like war drums. Not even one could speak clearly.
Before the man near the hatch could step back, something small and silent flashed through the air. A dart struck the side of his skull and he collapsed without a sound.
....
Inside the relay room others paced around nervously. They did not know death was already walking among them.
The door creaked open. A hooded figure stepped inside.
