One by one, the missions had been assigned, and with every new assignment the atmosphere inside the dwarf's underground workshop became heavier. What had started as an exciting opportunity to receive specially crafted weapons had slowly transformed into something much more serious.
The dwarf had made it very clear that these were not ordinary errands. Every mission had been designed to push them to their limits, and the neural crawlers inside their brains would record everything they did. Their movements, their abilities, their instincts, their decisions and even the mistakes they made would eventually become the foundation upon which their weapons were created.
By the time only Liam and Irina remained, everyone had already received their assignments and was waiting to hear what the final mission would be.
