"Stay calm, stay calm..."
Scott opened his mouth, trying to breathe deeply in an effort to calm himself down, but with each breath, the thick scent of blood reached him.
He could faintly make out several bodies sprawled on the ground at the base of the tower, their half-coagulated blood spilling and covering the floor.
Indeed, the Elite Hunters initially scheduled to attack this tower were intercepted, but after completing their tasks on other towers, they realized their comrade was missing. They came to this place to investigate and planned to take down this accidentally untouched target in passing.
Because too much time had passed, the Natives' stamina had been excessively drained, and their actions were hindered by windproof ponchos nearing failure, Scott and his comrades took advantage of the enemy's carelessness and managed to turn the tables, killing the Elite Hunters.
The cost, however, was that in the team of four, only Scott remained alive.