Aldred stood in front of a portal with Vortimer beside him.
"This is where we lose their signal," Vortimer said.
"Hm, those two mercenaries are quite brave to enter this nest. At least 15 people is needed to clear this nest."
Vortimer accessed their data within his mind. "Their information tells me that they hold a deep animosity with the demons ever since they were almost killed by them."
Aldred hummed. That information was nothing special. There were at least billions if people who hated the demons.
"It also says here that they view you in high regard because you saved them recently."
"I saved a lot of people. Which one is this?"
"It's about the attack of one of the resources planet."
"Ah, that one. Well, it's your fault that your radar failed to detect the enemy ship. Those demons could barely make their spacecraft up and running, how could you let it slip?"