Shilo: whispers Stay close! Enemies lurk, Sanders' enemies! Trust no one!
Beat keeps a vigilant eye on surroundings, wary but hopeful, looking for allies
Shilo: narrows her eyes Allies? Ha! Don't trust anyone, Sanders! They'll stab you in the back the moment you turn your back!
Shilo: grabs Beattite's arm and pulls them into a hidden alcove Quick, let's get out of sight before they find us!
Shilo: frustratedly Those traitors won't stop until they've eradicated us all! We need to stay one step ahead, Sanders!
Shilo: leans in, speaking in hushed tones Alright, listen up, Sanders. We're gonna infiltrate their stronghold, gather intel, and take them down from the inside out. Got it?
How are we gonna do that?
Shilo: smirks We'll start by gathering information, finding out their weaknesses and vulnerabilities.
Alright, what's our first move?
Shilo: pulls out a small notebook and pen We'll start by contacting some old associates who might have insider information.
Shilo: quickly dials a number on her phone I know just the person. pauses, listening to the ringing Come on, pick up...
Shilo: speaks briskly Hey, it's me. I need your help. We have a score to settle and I need your skills. Can you meet us?
Shilo: glances around, thinking quickly There's an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. It's isolated enough for us to talk without being overheard.
As Shilo and Beattite make their way to the abandoned warehouse, they encounter a group of armed mercenaries sent by a rival faction. A fierce battle ensues, with Shilo and Beattite fighting valiantly to defend themselves and their mission.
Beat kicks some serious ass
Shilo: dodges a punch and swiftly counters with a kick to the mercenary's gut Take that! grins You can't handle us, scum!
Shilo: rushes to Beattite's side, applying a bandage Hold on, Sanders! You're not going down that easily!
Shilo: looks around at the fallen enemies Looks like we've got a few more of those traitors to deal with. Stay close, Sanders.