Atrox stood in front of the three buildings, eyes narrowed to slits. Behind him were Slya and Tiber.
This base was different from the lower ranks. There wasn't just one building but three, surrounding the central one where Fell's office was located.
Slya pulled her hood tighter over her head. "How are we going to get in? I can see the shield surrounding this place. We won't get in unless they admit us."
Tiber grunted. "We could just enter as if we have business inside, but I'm sure they've already shared our drawings or such."
They were looking at the black gate and the guards patrolling inside the compound.
"Where's Fell's office again?" Atrox asked.
"According to the intel we have," she pointed at the middle building, the front half covered in glass, "that's the place."
"Alright," Atrox said and raised his hand.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Slya asked.
Atrox looked at her and said, "Try to keep up."
