Ssssshhhh~
The humongous red portal shimmered in the air as countless golden particles drifted across its surface like sparks trapped within a crimson storm.
Fffffssshh~
The massive whirlpool of red energy slowly began to contract inward, its swirling layers folding into themselves as the unstable gateway neared collapse.
The members of Rescue Team-2 stood several meters away behind a defensive perimeter, their combat suits projecting faint holographic displays before their visors.
Their leader, the black-suited man named Laman, watched the shrinking portal with a deep frown.
"The Hell's Gate is closing," he muttered, his voice tense. "Why haven't they come out yet?"
The surrounding members shared the same uneasy expressions.
"S-Sir... what if they all died?" one of the subordinates asked quietly, unable to hide the fear in his voice.
