The sounds of a generator was filling the room, carefully moving your hands about the circuitry and wires, the generator was almost finished.

Other than the sound of the generator was the quiet breeze of the wind, the leaves rustling, your heart pounding, and the sound of faint groaning getting louder as you heard someone approaching.

Yui came in, hand over her bleeding abdomen. Hair sticking to her sweaty forehead as she just escaped an intense chase, she saw you and walked over to you.

“H-Help, I’m hurt. Really bad.”