The expressionless clones quickly rushed at the dwarves after I gave them the order. I ignored them, fearless because I was invisible, but in a hurry, I ran at the dwarves and rushed through them to the open door.
When I stepped out into the corridor, the sight I saw was one I had expected. On both sides, countless soldiers were pointing their weapons at the door of the archive room. Whoever came out of there would be showered with bullets.
I sighed deeply, thinking what a useful artifact the charm on my lapel had been, and was deeply disappointed when I remembered again that it was damaged.
I quickly started rushing toward our predetermined point of departure from this base, a warehouse in the area of the gate I was supposed to repair in the first place.
It was still about an hour away from the time we were supposed to meet, but I don't think it was hard for Gurdas, Durvan, and Rulhan to figure out what was going on with all the commotion.
