"Damn it, they've discovered us!"
In the surveillance room of the underground facility, the staff seated before the terminal let out a cry of dismay as the image they'd finally managed to repair was infiltrated by human figures.
Alzu's face, too, betrayed a flash of panic.
Although he had often operated alongside the Tribunal's executioners before being entrusted with a significant task by the Saint, having experienced the frontlines of battle, he was ultimately not a professional combatant, let alone a match for so many from the Regular Army.
Most of the Torch Church's research facilities were established in reliance on shelters, a point somewhat similar to the Enlightenment Society and even the Alliance.
This underground facility was no exception. Originally named Shelter No.182, it was opened in the early Wasteland Era and later repurposed by the Torch Church into Biological Research Institute No.182, focusing on research related to perfect life forms and their sub-projects.
