As Milo was the first to start fleeing, his group was consistently ahead of the other escapees. While getting away, he turned around once to have a look and could vaguely sense there were not as many Experimentals as when he had faced them in the Marador Mountains.
Did the volcanic eruption reduce their numbers?
But that was a good thing. Milo could not wish more for them to die inside the Marador Mountains.
The more, the merrier!
As he ran with his group, he shouted at the Panaqua Consortium from afar, “Don’t open fire. We have to escape together!”
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