Youmu had no way of knowing what was going on outside the teleporter room, partly because of the large door and partly because she was transfixed on the screen. The second group of people were standing around a large airplane, and were just about to be attacked by a massive enemy, but they looked like they were in good defensive positions.
The zone with one marker... Suddenly remembering, she decided to check its progress as well. A winged, blue horse? she wondered. And who are all these--The areas are all connected. And this one somehow passed into the first. But there's only four teleporters linked to that area - what's going to happen with this fifth?
She returned to the teleporter layout, finding the area (again) with one marker. It seemed to be linked to a specific teleporter, so she touched it with her finger. The icon seemed to move around - and then into the next area, with her, carrying its marker.
Getting out of this room won't be easy, she thought. But with ten of us against whatever's out there...even getting through this door will be easy. It was at that point that she noticed a small mark on the door as she turned around to face it again. Melting?
Realisation struck her again: They're trying to burn their way in here. C'mon, guys, get the hell out of there and help me...
The zone with one marker... Suddenly remembering, she decided to check its progress as well. A winged, blue horse? she wondered. And who are all these--The areas are all connected. And this one somehow passed into the first. But there's only four teleporters linked to that area - what's going to happen with this fifth?
She returned to the teleporter layout, finding the area (again) with one marker. It seemed to be linked to a specific teleporter, so she touched it with her finger. The icon seemed to move around - and then into the next area, with her, carrying its marker.
Getting out of this room won't be easy, she thought. But with ten of us against whatever's out there...even getting through this door will be easy. It was at that point that she noticed a small mark on the door as she turned around to face it again. Melting?
Realisation struck her again: They're trying to burn their way in here. C'mon, guys, get the hell out of there and help me...