Lyra nodded, and with a slight pushed, the bars gave way.
She slipped through first, then Neo followed.
They found themselves inside what appeared to be a warehouse
Large crates were scattered around, marked with various languages and address codes.
'Judging from the walls, we're in the central section of the warehouse,'
Fortunately, most of the workers were gathered near the entrance. Lyra would also pick up on any nearby presence with her senses, giving them another layer of safety.
Still, Neo didn't rely on that alone. He scanned the walls and ceiling, checking for security cameras.
After a quick sweep, he confirmed they were standing in a blind spot—at least for now.
"Yeah, we're safe for now," he lowered his voice.
Next, he examined the labels, noting the countries they came from.
Most were from the two largest manufacturing nations in the East.
But he wasn't really that surprised.
