I didn't expect the Silver Wolves to send fresh reinforcements of mercenaries to the tomb site so soon. But there they were, disembarking from the newly arrived hovercraft that set down on the temporarily established landing field several hundred meters away from the site. As usual, the mercenaries spread out in a professional manner, sweeping the place for any monsters or enemies.
"About time!" Redfield grunted as he fought off a Swamp Orc. The nasty, huge beasts had emerged from the swamp just an hour ago, and was assaulting our position. I had joined the fight with my Constellation spirits, raining destruction down upon them with spells and arrows. Redfield incinerated the offending Swamp Orc with a fire spell. "If they came an hour later, our position would have been overrun!"
