The two of you make your way toward the stadium as the distant rattle of gunfire cuts through the air and explosions echo faintly from deeper within the city. Keegan scans the surroundings with sharp, steady eyes while you both crouch low behind a shattered piece of debris, the dust settling slowly around you.

"Looks like the Federation has taken over the stadium." He murmurs, his voice low and steady as the weight of the situation hangs between you. "We need to be careful from here on out."

You move quickly to keep pace as he pushes forward, weaving through the wreckage until the full scope of the stadium comes into view, Federation forces spread across its perimeter. Keegan glances back at you over his shoulder, the black balaclava masking his expression but not the faint smirk tugging at him beneath it. He steadies his grip on the rifle in his hands before speaking again in that deep, calm voice.

"Damn kid, who taught you how to do that?" He asks, the words aimed at your quiet precision and the sharp efficiency you’ve shown by his side.