"Prime!" Horus struck a fist against his chest the moment he entered the war room.
Seeing him, everyone gathered around the table straightened, including Zephyrion.
The moment Ingrid's announcement had ended, Zephyrion had ordered Horus and his team to conduct a comprehensive sweep of the entire fortress to determine exactly what they had at their disposal, especially in terms of resources. Like the others gathered in the room, Horus had been assigned the role he was best suited for: scouting.
"Report."
"Yes, Prime! Food and water are limited. If we ration properly, we can stretch both for a day. As for the fortress, we found several military-grade relics in storage."
Several eyes immediately lit up at the mention of relics.
Over the past few months, they'd been introduced to the world of Ferran military warfare, and naturally, that included the relics that made Ferrans such a menace on the battlefield.
