Sternon nodded, his translucent eyes sharpening. "I've been on many a mission against native lifeforms, and I can tell you that they're a complete pain to deal with when they have the terrain advantage. Even if we are superior pathwalkers, these are not easy to take on when they're at their strongest. Our greatest strength is that we have higher-quality combat assets, and that will allow us to create a powerful base as long as we stick together atop the planet. But if they're able to dig underground this smoothly, then we're going to have to sleep with one eye open. I imagine that our commissioners are going to brief us on the intelligence gathered and break down a plan to take on these monsters, though."
He was right. Soon enough, they had received an information package from the Pathwalker Managent Division of the Blood Humanist Society aboard the Blood Arc, consisting of a virtual eting.
They imdiately accepted the virtual eting invite, finding themselves in a virtual conference room-like setting in a semi-circular seating arrangent facing a virtual podium, where several figures had been gathered.
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