Leo and his team raced across the desert to reach the Reclaimers' outpost under attack. The sandstorms from the now-stabilized portal had subsided, but the ride was still rough, with uneven terrain and sudden drops in temperature.
Owen monitored the situation through his drones, which provided a live feed from the outpost. "They're hitting the walls hard," he said, watching the organization's members blast away at the outpost's defenses with heavy artillery and energy-based weapons. "We've got to hurry before they breach the inner compound."
Sofia gripped her weapon, her eyes narrowing. "Looks like they're desperate. They must know we've been taking out their key bases. This could be their last stand."
Evelyn, seated next to Leo, prepared her healing tools. "I'm ready for anything. Just let me know where I'm needed most."
