Rangga and Pandu met at a discreet military safe house on the outskirts of Jakarta, the atmosphere thick with determination. A large table in the center was strewn with maps of G Island and the surrounding areas, each marked with strategic points and potential threats. The dim light flickered overhead, mirroring the tension in the air.
"Rangga," Pandu said, his voice steady, "we need to gather intel on the underground arena. If Heru’s clones are mobilizing, it won’t just be a diversion; they’re likely planning a direct assault."
Rangga nodded, his military instincts kicking in. "We have to be prepared for anything. The Nine Dragons won’t hesitate to retaliate if they feel threatened."
Pandu leaned over the maps, pointing out key locations. "We should coordinate with David and Thalia. Their public outcry will draw attention away from our movements."