The leader's frustration was palpable as he contemplated the failure of their mission and the humiliating encounter with the mysterious attacker.
His hand moved to his bleeding eye, a constant reminder of the price they had paid for underestimating their adversary.
With a heavy heart, he knew he had to report this incident to Commander Theobold, their superior.
It was a bitter pill to swallow, admitting defeat and the possibility that they had stumbled upon a confrontation between the targets they were tracking and the infamous White Syndicate.
As he communicated with their command center, relaying the events that had unfolded, he could sense the disappointment and anger in Commander Theobold's voice.
Others might not know on the surface, but he knew very well that Theobold was known for his impatience and intolerance for failure, and this failure would surely not sit well with him.