[Trakadon]

"Makoto ma'am! We need immediate assistance! I repeat, immediate assistance!" One of the hunters yelled over the radio. "Squads one through three have been eliminated by an unknown assailant wearing a bandanna with a skull pattern that doesn't match anything in our databases!" Scream could be heard over the radio and each new scream seemed to get louder and closer to the source of the hunter with the radio. "He's here! Oh god! Someone save m..." One last scream broadcasted over the radio before it fell silent.


Roland was sitting on a pile of hunters with a lit cigarette between his lips at the destroyed front entrance of the fire skulls base. Bodies of young fire skulls and hunters laid limp on the ground and in windows. Anyone who was in the area could tell that the fire skulls that were in the area were killed by the explosion. The hunters though appeared to have been mangled in a horrific manner. Their faces and limbs appeared to have been crushed and twisted.