[color=fff79a][b]Hazel Baker[/b][/color][hr]

Without a doubt, the mission had been finished. Her main directive was to face the brunt of Factory's army to lessen the load off those who would strike directly at the leader itself. That person on that other team confirmed it. What was his name? Was she even told his name?

[color=f7976a][i]"You guys can head back to the drop-off point. ...Good work."[/i][/color]

That was what he said. The sight of Angel's torn up face was somehow more unpleasant to her than all the bodies around; she was loathe to stay anywhere near her for the moment. As for the rest, she heard the frightened pleas over the cuff, she heard the commotion, she heard the call for help. She even heard what Angel said. But it was simply not something for 'Hazel Baker' to do. 

[i][color=fff79a]"They should be able to handle it by themselves."[/color] [/i][color=2e2c2c]What are you scared of?[/color]

[i][color=fff79a]"It is unnecessary to go beyond orders." [/color][/i][color=2e2c2c]We are stronger than this.[/color] 

[color=fff79a][i]"Their incompetence is their own shortcoming."[/i][/color] [color=2e2c2c]We have the power to help.[/color]

That was right. They live and die by their own doing. She had nothing to do with this. Hazel Baker had nothing to do with this. Her role was finished. 

Wordlessly, Hazel walked back towards the extraction point.