While the chaos was happening inside the Plainsteed Base Camp, Aldrin and his group had been slowly approaching the Base Camp. To avoid the bulk of the berserk horde, they had to take a detour through a dense forest that was riddled with its own dangers. The trees were tall, and their branches thick with leaves, obscuring any signs of the battle that raged ahead. The ground was uneven, making it difficult to maintain their speed without risking a fall or encounter with hidden predators. But thanks to his minimap and the silent protection of his Summoned Units that he spread out to protect their rear, they managed to avoid any significant engagements.
"Aldrin. How do we get in? Also... How can we explain our new Metadomes?" Irina whispered into the private channel as they approached the camp's edge, her eyes scanning the battle. Chaos reigned beyond the forest, the sky a canvas of fiery explosions and monstrous forms.
