Resupply on the Brink

The battle wore on, and both of them were deteriorating with every passing minute.

"WhiskeyTango! You still with me?"

Harper shouted before throwing herself back into the fray, doing everything she could to hold the monster's attention.

She weaved between the forest of thrashing tentacles, her movements growing sluggish.

"Still breathing!"

WhiskeyTango ground her teeth together, forcing her body b