The rain finally calms, letting through a red streak of the afternoon sun. That blood-red line in the sky is like a signal for the Red Gaurd assembles. They are in line formation, five men to a line one hundred strong. Commander Rick is wearing his level ten gear, as it is part of a set. They had run the dungeon a thousand times, only to come out with a few sets. This is also why their levels are so low.
"Old minds are slow to move after all!" Viv turns to Rick, kicking him in the back of the leg. She knows him too well. He is a cautious guy, and following through with this order is testing all his strength.
