At the containment facility in New Clark City, Richard's communication device blared in his ears, the sudden burst of static jolting him from his focused observation of the ongoing operations.
"What the…" Richard flinched, instinctively adjusting the volume. He quickly composed himself, recognizing the urgency that such an interruption typically signified. Switching the device to a secure channel, he spoke firmly, "This is Eagle, report the situation."
The voice on the other end crackled. Eagle, this is Blackwatch. We've got a situation at sea. The San Antonio-class amphibious transport dock is under attack by an unidentified aquatic entity. Multiple tentacles have ensnared the vessel. Conventional weaponry is ineffective."
Richard's brow furrowed. "Repeat your last, Blackwatch."
"The San Antonio-class amphibious transport dock, sir, has been attacked by an unknown aquatic entity. The creature has ensnared the ship with massive tentacles."
