"Okay, Graves, you're up," Richard announced, motioning for Graves to join him at the front of the room.
Graves pushed back his chair and stood, stretching his muscles after the lengthy briefing. "It's about time," he remarked, his eyes flitting back to the glowing monitor displaying the satellite images of World's Resort Manila. "I was starting to miss the action. So, what's the mission, boss?"
Richard inhaled deeply. The weight of their task lay heavily on his shoulders. "Aerial reconnaissance has given us an overview, but we need detailed intel. We're still blind to their internal operations, defense mechanisms, and the exact number of survivors."
"Who's with me?" Graves interjected, his eyes narrowing with anticipation.
"You're going solo," Richard replied, meeting Grave's gaze with firm resolve. "This mission needs subtlety, not numbers. And you've proven yourself in situations far worse than this."
