cape unclasped and shrugged off the shoulders of the woman , the eye on her chest murmuring incomprehensibly . the whir of machinery and scraping of metal stir the silence of the outpost .
the snapping of bones followed , a broken arm reaching behind herself to unzip the suit.
Careful yet soft footsteps approached the outpost itself, but he wasn’t aware of anyone inside. But.. it was worth checking out.
Moreso as a precaution, his wrist crossbow was primed but, he hoped he didn’t have to combat anyone.