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[b]The Ritz Hotel - 10/25/2022, 6:05 UTC+8[/b]

Noel was ill at ease, feeling like a schoolboy in an auditorium; he had spent twelve years in conventional schools before becoming an Arms Master, something that had defined his life. His left hand gripped the seat of his plastic chair as he listened to what the Rear Admiral and the Lieutenant-General had to say. Even in the slightly cooler weather of October, and the natural coolness of the early morning, he was sweating in the military uniform - With green and brown camouflage patterns - he had chosen to wear to avoid looking like he was waving his privileges as a member of Task Force Obsidian at other people.

To his credit, he looked good in green and brown camouflage patterns, but that was not the point he wished to make. Right now, the boy had a pair of concerns, one he knew had to be discussed early before things went off the rails, as they doubtless would.

So he raised his hand like the student he would have been in a different life, and asked, "I noticed that the following night is the New Moon, which allows me to use a certain ability my Noble Arm has. However, if Huo Ren is in any way near Jinghong Dam, he would probably be able to counter said ability; so I have to ask: Do we know if he is anywhere in the area?"

His left hand had loosened its grip as he asked, but it tightened again as Noel asked another question, "Also, I couldn't help but notice that most of our heavy hitters are out of commission; either called to other fronts or dropped out of the Task Force due to some reason. This means that we will have to be more subtle, especially as the remainder have not fought alongside each other to any real extent and so they'd have to coordinate in the midst of battle. Or do we have a stopgap solution at hand?"

Myron, who was wearing his traditional black and white semi-formal suit that made him look like a Mafiosi or a Yakuza (or more charitably, a Government Agent), looked at Noel and provided an answer to the first question, "[i]Mr. Malong[/i] told me that Huo Ren [i]is[/i] in the area; if we can take him out using Henri's own Noble Arm, you can use your own trump card, First Lieutenant Alonso." 

The last three words were said with some affection as Myron continued, "My Noble Arm can take us to the staging point at the last minute, but we should not rely on Arms Masters' transportation abilities alone - Not even mine. So are we going to fly to the staging point - Wan Hkung - the hard way or are we going to use my abilities? Both carry risks; the first is interception and the second is overreliance."

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