It was incredibly humid and frankly speaking it was taking all of Cole's energy not to take his armor off, it was downright irritating if he has to be honest, how it was possible for elves to live in such a place was baffling. Either way they had been dropped just ten minutes ago, Cole had no idea which spot in London they had been dropped, but it was not too far from the river, the famed London bridge could be seen through small gaps in the dense foliage.
"We need to keep our eyes opened, this location is a hot spot of elvish activity and every team or drone we've sent in here has either been destroyed or never heard from again. Our priorities would be to push for the dungeon, but if we can establish a foothold, that would be for the best. Secondary objectives would be to either rescue our capture allies….if they're still alive, or capture any one of the invaders for questioning. You have your orders men….move out!"
