Back at the compound, Bernard arrived alone, intending to question the leader of the captured enemies. But the sight that greeted him froze him in his tracks.
The building was in ruins.
He sprinted inside, his heart racing. The deeper he went, the worse the scene became. Blood. Bodies. Devastation.
"No... no... What happened here?!" he yelled, fists clenched.
Rage overtook him, and he could feel the beast within stirring.
"I can’t transform now. I need to think clearly," he told himself, forcing his breathing to slow.
As he stood there trying to process everything, something clicked in his memory.
CCTV! He dashed toward the main room, grabbing the camera footage from the control box. Then he rushed to the dungeon entrance and retrieved the second one.
Without wasting time, Bernard ran to his car. The second he got in, he dialed his father.
"Dad! We’ve been attacked. The place is destroyed and most of our men are dead. I have the CCTV footage—I’m coming home now!" he said breathlessly, his voice shaking with fury.
There was a long pause on the other end. Then Beta Gilbert replied, calm and collected:
"Alright. Head home. I’ll handle the bodies and clean everything up."
The call ended.