The moment she pulled in, the tires screeched violently against the asphalt, leaving long black marks on the ground.
Lined up and ready, the veterans Cindy had summoned were already assembled, geared up with assault rifles slung over their shoulders and eyes locked on her direction.
As Hera stepped out of the car, Cindy rushed over to meet her. Without missing a beat, Hera marched toward the changing room where Cindy had already laid out a tactical full-body suit, bulletproof military vest, and a selection of firearms—everything Hera would need for what was coming.
As soon as Hera stepped into the changing room, she immediately stripped off her clothes without ceremony, tossing them carelessly into the locker. Wasting no time, she slipped into the full-body suit prepared for her.
