Maximilian looked back at the entrance, now covered by a red forcefield generated from the alien device embedded within the walls and ceiling, enclosing the room like a cage.
"What? Shadow Thief, trying to find a way out? You—"
Bang!
Maximilian pulled out a handgun and shot the speaker on the ceiling, destroying it. He'd had enough of that annoying voice.
— ??? —
In a dimly lit security room, Luther watched the monitor with irritation. He hated it when someone defied him—hated it even more when they managed to win, even slightly. Any loss made him feel like he was losing control.
"Sir, the speaker has been destroyed," one of the staff reported.
"I know!" Luther snapped, venting his frustration.
The staff member could only nod and apologize before returning to his duties.
On the screen, the 'Shadow Thief' examined the forcefield closely before reaching his hand toward it.
