After an unknown amount of time, Dafflin, who was moving things with Anty into their rented temporary residence—a tent tucked away in a corner—felt the walls shake.
Then the loudspeakers began to roar:
"Emergency evacuation! Emergency evacuation!"
"This is no ordinary Rampage Beast! Evacuate according to Plan C!"
Then he saw new exits opening up throughout the shelter, above, below, left, right, in every direction!
Crowds of people and streams of cars fled outside in a frenzy.
Through one of the exits, he saw a sight he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Two enormous feet stood before an exit. Every movement they made shook the shelter.
Each foot was dozens of meters wide. Judging by their size, the Mutated Beast had to be at least two hundred meters tall.
Wait, he had actually just seen something like this.
At the beauty pageant not long ago, there had been Big Tentacle Vincent, hundreds of meters tall and covered in tens of thousands of tentacles.
That guy had not seemed particularly aggressive, unlike this one.
Then Dafflin saw Anty's expression change.
"Go! Don't worry about us!" she shouted at Dafflin.
"No, I can't leave. I have to escort you out!" Dafflin replied instinctively.
"It came for you! If you don't leave, how are we supposed to escape?" the little boy Layton shouted.
"How do you know that?" Dafflin asked in surprise.
"I peeked at Mom's phone!" Layton said proudly.
Uh, this little brat.
But he was right. He could not even see things as clearly as a child.
With that thought, he turned and ran out of the shelter.
He could not endanger the people here.
Even if they knew nothing.
"You..." Anty only managed one word before she could say no more.
Just like before, she still