[Straywolf]

Makoto was greeted by a blonde-haired woman as she lifted herself onto the roof. She sighed as she removed her gas mask and hooked it onto her tactical vest. A Skull? Guess he was right.

She threw a sharp glare at the woman in front of her. "You don't need to know. You'll be dead soon enough." Makoto drew her firearm and locked its sights on the woman.