There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

"Where?" Bassena asked immediately, and Zein was pointing downward.

"Basement, no--parking lot?"

"Rina, go to the hotel’s basement. Don’t let any pass through," Radia said, motioning for Zein to follow him as he walked through the door. "Youngests--follow her and stay closed. Guard them, Lex."

Zein glanced at the venue, which started to become chaotic. But the association immediately took charge of the situation and rally up the espers in the hall. Mobius and several association agents were moving to secure the VIPs staying at the private booths, but he saw Han Joon walk in a different direction.

"Bas, you go down," Radia continued with his order as the summoned guard opened the door.

The hall had been filled with people who were either getting escorted to safety, or started pulling out their equipment after hearing about some disturbance. Although it was common here to stay inside a secure room like their private booths in case of emergency, they were all a part of the sentinel community, so hiding was not an option.

"Nadine, go with him," Zein said as they walked down the hallway, to which Bassena turned his head in surprise. "I had somewhere else to be."

"Where?" Bassena frowned, definitely feeling disappointed that Zein sent someone else with him.

"You don’t need a guide for something like this," Zein patted the esper’s cheek. "But others might. Most of the guides did not come here today."

"Okay, but where are you going?"

Instead of answering, Zein looked at Radia and asked. "Where was ’he’ going?"