It turned out that twenty men had been carefully concealed within an aged structure near the city's fortified barriers, making the trek to their newly acquired residential building considerably longer and more arduous. The chosen scout, who Fortuna favored, had to traverse several kilometers before finally laying eyes on their concealed comrades. Upon his arrival, the extended journey of the liquid robots had seemingly taken its toll, as most of the group had drifted into a necessary repose, tactically conserving their energy for the tasks awaiting them. Only three of their number maintained a vigilant watch, keenly attentive to any sign of an approaching ally. The majority of the robots, though in a state of rest, retained a high charge in their batteries, eagerly anticipating the eventual return to their permanent site, a prospect that would undoubtedly revitalize their spirits and animate their resolve.