Pariah bowed her head and mumbled a prayer for the dead, then ordered Banderas and another man to scout the area to try to figure out what had happened. She had the rest of the soldiers take the bodies off the posts. While they worked, she radioed a report back to the helicopter pilots, saying that we had proof that hostiles were in the area and needed the choppers to come pick up the bodies.
I wasn’t sure who her reports went back to, but someone higher up her chain of command must have given permission for the outing. She would have to keep them in the loop.
The dark elves were here for several hours. Damas walked past a spot where a campfire—or sacrifice fire—had recently burned, then headed deeper into the cave. But there is no access to deeper tunnels. At least not now.
As I follow
