Post by Mjölnir on Feb 26, 2017 0:16:27 GMT
It was around mid day, and she had finally found it. It had taken time and dedication, and quite a lot of work from her network, but they had located the Overwatch agent named Mercy, the miracle worker who could bring the dead back to life. It was exactly what Frija needed. The old general brought back, brought to life. She was excited. Apparently Overwatch had a base hidden away, mentioned in old Crusader accounts which she had been able to recreate over the years. if she was anywhere, it had to be here, it was the biggest base left, at least to Frija's knowledge. And thus, here she was, sitting in one of the four Helicopters transporting her and her fifteen Knights. She was prepared, but first, she wanted to see who she could lure out. After all, she was wearing crusader armor, perhaps they would be trusting and violence wouldn't be needed. and if it was, she was ready.
Finally, the journey ended as Frija and her men landed outside in a large corn field. Slowly, the helicopter rotors stopped spinning and Frija and the others stepped out, slowly making their way with their leader in front. She was wearing her helmet, so were they, looking like the Crusaders of old as her men fell out in formation behind her without a word, not needing to, their training kicking in as the kept a tight, but ready formation. Frija knew that some sort of sensors, perhaps even Cameras would have picked up on her arrival by now, and thus she stopped, Standing with her hammer resting on the ground before her, her arms resting on the handle as she waited silently. The dies had been thrown.
