"Why, why is this happening now. Right when we finally have all the pieces in place, now out of all times hell decides to break loose." The commander's voice erupts out in the quiet laboratory, his voice becoming hoarse from frustration.
"We just need to hold them off for 3 more minutes if we can get through that, there won't be any more resistance." He says, keeping a holo-screen in his vision displaying the visual feed in the chemical storage room.
"We have most of their manpower spread out, everything comes down to these final minutes. They can't hit us as effectively, we just have to weed out the rats." He says a hand goes up to his face pressed against his right eye with his fingers spread letting his eye peer through the gap.
Numerous holo-screens are displayed hovering in front of him, each screen showing a different visual feed of the ongoing battles. One screen in particular is pulled into his vision Celeste and Pyre.
