"Let's split up," Rogue suggested, pointing out a few strategic positions around the factory. "Samira, you take the high ground and keep an eye on the perimeter. Strax, you're with me. Let's make sure Torrin doesn't have any surprises waiting for us."
Samira nodded, swiftly climbing one of the rusted metal ladders that led to the rooftop. Strax and Rogue entered the factory, their footsteps muffled by the dust and debris scattered across the floor.
"This place brings back memories," Rogue commented with a sigh. "Torrin and I used to use factories like this for our operations in Eudoria. Simple, discreet, easy to abandon if things went south."
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'So you finally came back... It's been days since you last talked to me, you know? I was starting to worry,' Strax thought.
Strax scanned the surroundings, his senses sharp. "Things gonna go south today?" He asked with a grin, almost hoping for it.
