"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
Tovan cursed under his breath as the blaring alarm shattered the relative silence of their escape. One of the invaders had spotted them, and his panicked shout drew immediate attention.
"Move, move!" Tovan barked, hauling the hover sled that was filled with materials and supplies.
The team sprinted toward their exit point but the whine of jetpacks grew louder above them. Shadows streaked across the walls of the canyon-like depot as the sign of the arrival of their pursuers.
Seven figures descended with practiced precision, their jetpacks hissing as they landed. Each invader was clad in sleek enhanced black armor that shimmered faintly with Magic. Their energy weapons were already trained on the group.
