Bab 219: We are Going in

Akarios Command Center

Vincent's gaze remained fixed on the map projected onto the central screen in the command center. The Broken Cliffs were a deathtrap, a natural fortress surrounded by unpredictable waters and jagged rock formations. If there was ever a place designed to spring an ambush, this was it.

"Commander," Brandt interrupted his thoughts, stepping up beside him. "We've got the Blackhawks fueled and ready. Marcus has gathered his team. We can move out as soon as you're ready."

Vincent nodded, his face set in a grim expression. "I want this operation airtight, Brandt. The Demon Lord chose the Broken Cliffs for a reason, and I don't intend to walk into his trap unprepared."

"Understood, sir. Marcus and his team are running final checks now," Brandt replied before stepping back to relay orders.