Fragile Alliances

The Vanguard mobilized at dawn. The settlement's edge buzzed with activity as squads prepared to head toward the northern ruins. 

The tension between the Vanguard and the surface dwellers had thickened overnight, spurred by Alfred's public refusal to provide guides for the mission.

"They'll just take what they want and leave us with the scraps," Alfred had declared during a heated meeting. The surface dwellers had nodded in agreement, their expressions wary and defiant.

Now, as the Vanguard soldiers gathered near their vehicles, the hostility was palpable. Surface dwellers watched from a distance, their sharp gazes an unspoken reminder of the divide.

Tobi stood near Hannah, his gear slung over his shoulder. He scanned the crowd, his gaze lingering on Alfred, who was speaking quietly with a group of surface scouts. The man's words from the previous night echoed in Tobi's mind 'You need to decide where you stand.'