[Time Remaining: 14:37]
Merlin's eyes flicked to the countdown.
They were running out of time.
They had to move now.
He turned away from the screen, his grip still firm on Keryx. The familiar weight of his rapier grounded him, its sleek silver blade reflecting the dim city lights of the simulation.
"We don't have time to argue," he said coldly. "We head there now."
Dorian gave a sharp nod. "Understood."
Seraphina hesitated, then exhaled through her nose. "Fine."
Merlin didn't waste another second. He pushed out of the patrol station, scanning the streets ahead. The route to the marker wasn't too far, but with how this simulation was going, there was no way they'd make it without another fight.
The city was hostile territory.
And Nathan's squad had no idea what they were walking into.
Merlin clicked his tongue, already moving. "Keep close and don't waste energy. We engage only if necessary."
