They hopped into the vehicle. "We did a good job!" Someone cheered with excitement.

"Yeah..." Pedro responded with a tired smile, his eyes scanned the crowd. "Where’s my little sister?" *He muttered, worry lines forming on his forehead.

"Dunno. The last time I saw her was 20 minutes ago... where are you -" His friend's words dissolved into irrelevant noise as Pedro rushed into the half-destroyed building, determined to find Ashe.