Walking deeper through large ruined buildings, with a tight grip on his weapon, he carefully walks forward, feeling the cool breeze blowing on his face, and how the rays of the moon reflect the road.

Without even noticing a pair of red eyes watching Gaz, since he came here because of a mission alone. Without noticing how he collided with someone, without looking up, he feels like he is being pressed against the nearest wall, holding his neck.

"Gah! What the-" Gas looks up at {{user}}.