Erik landed on the wall near the two blackguards. Taking the form of a fly wasn't exactly one of his favourite experiences, but it served its purpose well, and in fact, the young man was able to listen to these people talk.
"Once we finish unloading the shipments, we'll be ready to launch an attack on the enemy base," one of the blackguards, a male, said.
"What about the mechas? When are they scheduled to arrive?"
"They'll be the last to come," the male blackguard said. "We're expecting them within a week. With their firepower, those fuckers won't stand a chance."
The enemy was gearing up for a big offensive and was organizing their forces to complete it. The mechas could really mess things up for his clones in this area.
