With the pleasantries out of the way, Nirvana moved to the next point. "We'll need to pool our resources together to survive the next four days. Show us what you have."
Without hesitation, the trio opened their backpacks, revealing a modest but practical collection of rations, fresh water supplies, and a few survival tools.
Hank pulled out a small crate that contained medical supplies, including bandages, disinfectants, and a few crude painkillers.
"We managed to grab this from one of the supply crates," Hank explained, his deep voice rumbling through the air. "Not much, but it'll help in case things get ugly."
Martin nodded, glancing toward Nirvana, who in turn had one of the bronze-ranked subordinates display their own collection of resources. It was clear that Nocturnite's supplies were superior; they had more food, more water, and better survival gear.
