— "Mierda…"

Carlos muttered under his breath as he stared bitterly at the lifeless body of Dr. Nathaniel Bard. The once esteemed scientist now nothing but a testament to Umbrella’s corporate greed and negligence. He clenched his jaw, the syringe of vaccine still gripped tightly in his fist. The weight of the revelation—that this entire catastrophe was engineered—settled like lead in his gut. But there was no time to dwell. Nemesis’ heavy footsteps echoed faintly in the distance, signaling its imminent arrival.

Without hesitation, he hoisted the unconscious Jill Valentine onto his shoulder, her body still recovering from being thrown across the room like a ragdoll.