A few moments earlier, inside the hoverjet,
The cabin was filled with a heavy silence. Though the two cities lay close, the journey that would take days on uneven, battered roads had been compressed into just a few hours aboard the hoverjet. Even Victor, normally restless and fidgety, sat quietly, staring straight ahead.
Besides the players, only Rhys was present. Observing the tense expressions and mental focus of everyone, he silently approved. This was the level of attention and readiness expected from soldiers about to face the unknown.
Adyr caught his eye, calm, composed, sitting upright with his eyes closed. Despite being the main figure of this mission, his relaxed demeanor was unmistakable. It was as if he were on a leisurely trip to visit someone, not preparing to fight thousands of mutants.
Suddenly, the pilot's voice echoed sharply through the cabin, breaking the silence: "Ten minutes to target."
