"Bang!"
Amid the howling wind, several ventilation windows on the warehouse's second floor were suddenly blown open with a series of bangs!
Blinding sunlight poured into the dim warehouse. Everyone's eyes watered, and many instinctively raised their hands to shield them while warily lifting their weapons.
"Ah! It's too bright!"
"Who's up there?"
"Enemy attack!"
"Stay calm!"
"Careful!"
"Who's going to take a look?"
"Hold your positions!"
In the ensuing chaos, Red Viper had to roar to intimidate everyone and force the gang members, who had just been through a bloody battle, to calm down and slowly adjust to the light.
"There's no one here. It isn't an invasion."
Gutierrez vaulted up to the second floor by kicking off the wall. He picked up the broken window latch while warily watching the roof above. "Maybe it was just the wind? It's gotten a little strong."
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief and relax their nerves, which had been wound tight after the battle.
"Damn, what the hell kind of freak wind is this?" Sangare wiped the blood from his face.
The moment he finished speaking, another blast of chaotic wind swept into the warehouse, forcing everyone to raise their hands to shield themselves from the dust.
"Who knows? Maybe it's retribution for what we've done." Duro looked at one of the shattered windows and snorted disdainfully.
Fogg glanced at him, his expression complicated.
"Wind strong enough to blow open this many windows? Are you sure there's no one else up there?" Gamandia looked suspiciously at the two ventilation windows overhead, unable to dispel his doubts.
"If you're suspicious, why don't you come up and look yourself? Afraid to die?" Gutierrez shot back coldly.
"Stop arguing. Send a few more people up to look!"
Nekla said impatiently. He