"Copy that," Torvan replied.
Tatehan turned to the rest of the team.
"Lyra, Riven, you're with me," he said. "Everyone else, cover Torvan's team. Make sure those bombs get planted."
The soldiers nodded, splitting off into their assigned groups.
Tatehan, Lyra, and Riven moved deeper into the fortress, toward the core.
The corridor leading to the core was wide and dimly lit, lined with glowing conduits that glowed with energy.
They were halfway down the corridor when the enemy appeared.
A man stepped out from the shadows at the far end, he was tall, broad-shouldered and clad in heavy black armor. His helmet was angular, almost predatory, with a red visor that glowed faintly. In his hands, he held a massive energy blade that crackled with electricity.
He planted the blade in the ground and crossed his arms. About Six men in high tech armors holding powerful looking guns surrounded him, their faces covered in really cool looking masks.
