Tactical Respite

If WhiskeyTango and IronBaker had pushed to a different floor, or if they just hadn't lucked into a comms card drop like her, contacting them was completely off the table.

"What about the rest of the guild?" Harper asked.

The members scattered across the different corners of the dungeon were in extreme danger right now.

"We got hold of a few." Clara nodded. "During the first comms check, we reache