The camp buzzed with the urgency of preparation. Word of Alpha-2's victory had spread quickly, raising morale among the Vanguard soldiers.
However, the leaders understood that this triumph was only a small dent in the Sentinel's growing power.
Tobi stood near the command tent, watching as supplies were loaded and maps studied. The mark on his chest glowed faintly, a quiet reminder of his connection to the enemy.
The Sentinel was silent for now, but Tobi knew it was only a matter of time before it retaliated.
Matilda approached him, her expression hard but tinged with concern. "We're calling a meeting with other squads members. I need you, your squad, and everyone with significant field experience to attend. This fight is escalating faster than we anticipated."
Tobi nodded, his jaw tight. "What's the situation?"