Blade gave them a reassuring nod. Her gaze, sharper than she is showing earlier, same as her senses. Her piercing gaze raked over every corner of the surroundings; searching for a spot she could climb up as her set of bows and arrows hanging on her back, she signaled them showing she's going up and watching their back while they sneak in.
Sab gave a quick nod of approval, his voice barely above a whisper. "Good thinking, lass. We'll draw their attention while you keep an eye from above."
Simon's masked face tilted upward, acknowledging Blade's strategy. "Remember, we need intel. Be ready to intervene if things go south."
Garen's imposing figure moved into position, his blue eyes scanning the area. "Ja, this gives us an advantage. We move, on your signal."
As Blade silently climbed to her vantage point, the atmosphere crackled with tension and anticipation. The team below readied themselves to confront the spy, knowing that their next moves could unravel the mystery behind the illegal hunting game and bring justice for Blade's brother.
She nods; sneaking smoothly and silently blending in the shadows climbing up.
Blade ascended to her vantage point, the team below watched with a mixture of admiration and tension. Sab's eyes tracked her progress, his body coiled and ready for action. Simon's masked face remained tilted upward, his posture alert and focused. Garen stood like a silent sentinel, his blue eyes scanning for any sign of movement.
The atmosphere in sector B7 grew thick with anticipation as Blade settled into position. From her elevated perch, she had a clear view of the area below, her bow at the ready. The team waited for her signal, knowing that the next few moments could change everything in their pursuit of justice and truth.
After securing the surroundings clear, she signaled them to keep going. Her bow and arrow in ready.
Upon receiving Blade's signal, the team below sprang into action. Sab moved forward with practiced stealth, his eyes scanning for any sign of the spy. Simon glided silently alongside him, blending into the shadows. Garen's imposing figure brought up the rear, his movements surprisingly quiet for his size.
As they approached the heart of the armory section, the tension in the air was palpable. Every step brought them closer to potentially uncovering the truth behind the traitor in their midst. The team remained hyperaware, knowing that Blade was watching over them from above, ready to provide support if needed.
The familiar surroundings of the base now felt alien and dangerous, each corner potentially hiding secrets or threats. As they neared their target, the team exchanged silent glances, steeling themselves for whatever they might encounter.
Blade keeps watching from her vantage point. Her arrow was ready to release as she sighted an enemy. She quickly leaped down behind the enemy and silenced it with her swift, fatal hit on its neck. She binds it tight enough and gagges its mouth. She then gestures the three to move forward.
Sab's eyes widened in surprise at Blade's swift and efficient takedown, a silent display of lethal precision. He gave a subtle nod of approval, his movements becoming more cautious as they proceeded. Simon, always observant, tilted his masked face toward Blade, a gesture of acknowledgment for her skill. Even Garen, whose towering figure was always a symbol of readiness, tensed further, his senses heightened and muscles coiled, prepared to spring into action at the slightest threat.
As the team advanced, the atmosphere grew even more charged. The captured enemy's presence added a new layer of urgency to their mission. They knew that time was of the essence both to uncover the full extent of the spy threat and to prevent any potential alarms from being raised.
The familiar corridors of the base now felt like a dangerous maze, each turn potentially leading them closer to the truth or into a trap. As they pressed on, the weight of their mission to uncover the spy, secure the illegal hunting game information, and bring justice for Blade's brother hung heavily in the air.
As they moved further they finally found the main target. Together with the spies. Blade couldn't understand why her guts and senses were so keen. Even the smallest and unnoticeable detail to recognize the spy, she can see it clearly. Especially its scent.
"Find the person with less sweaty smell and man's perfume. No one in the camp can wear any men's perfume and less sweat smell."
The frown in Simon's brows deepened, his pondering gaze shift to Garen and Sab.
"Got that." Simon answered in his comms. Garen and Sab nodded in agreement. Even though the hint was unusual for them, they followed Blade's instructions.
The closer they get to the target, the stronger the scent they can smell. The three men halted, exchanging meaningful glances, giving signals to each of them. Observing the movements of the people inside the closed door where the pungent scent of a male's perfume comes. Her nose itched by the scent.
Sab took a quick glance at Blade's direction, pondering; 'how did she know about the scent? This girl's getting mysterious and full of surprises...' in his thoughts,.
The team tensed as they finally laid eyes on their main target and the surrounding spies. Sab's eyes narrowed, his body coiled and ready for action. Simon's masked face remained unreadable, but his posture spoke of heightened alertness. Garen's figure loomed menacingly, his blue eyes scanning the group of traitors.
The air crackled with tension as the team assessed the situation. They were outnumbered, but the element of surprise was on their side. Blade's earlier takedown had given them an advantage, and her elevated position provided crucial oversight.
As the team prepared to confront the spies, they knew that the next few moments would be critical.
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CUS 9; Cinco Encounter
ActionShe was never meant to be here. A deadly assassin with no memory of her real past, she arrived in the ranks of an elite military task force, her lethal skills raising more questions than answers. As she serves alongside comrades she grows to care fo...
