The sun hung high, casting stark shadows across the clearing. Heat shimmered off the dry ground, making the guards' figures waver in the distance like mirages. I lay flat atop a rocky bluff, hidden by a sparse patch of dry grass. The world was too bright, too sharp. I blinked slowly, letting my augmented senses adjust.
Since I knew I'll be taking out quite a lot of targets this time unlike when I was infiltrating the SS Grudwar I was armed with all of the gear I had
Whispering darts tipped with neurotoxin, smoke pellets, multiple types of flashpowder grenades, hexwire traps, all three of my knives, "Mumei" fastened to my back, multiple types of useful alchemical concoctions and my favorite tool the wrist mounted bolt launcher with a reeling mechanism that I could use in combat as well as a grapple for climbing.
