The doors of the high-security war room slid open. Ethan walked out into the corridor, finding the two generals, the Vice Sect Leader, and Heidy waiting in tense silence.
"Everything is settled," Ethan said, his gravelly voice flat. "It is time to work."
They followed him down the boarding ramp to the valley floor. The vanguard disciples stiffened at his arrival, relaxing slightly as he passed. Ethan walked straight to the canvas-covered alcove holding the metal containers.
"These storage drums are no longer useful," Ethan remarked, looking at the ruptured vessel. "We can rescue a small amount from the sealed containers, but it will not be much. The moment this liquid is exposed to the atmosphere, it loses its properties. Do not enter this fissure anymore. Your bodies cannot resist the remnant poison. I will check the area to determine the concentration and start the plan."
