After multiple weeks of Expendables swarming the Blacksite, Sebastian was growing tired of their antics. Sure, they helped him get the assets and data he needed, but was it worth it if they flashed him with beacons so much that his retinas burned?

Agitatedly grumbling to himself, he slithered through the halls of the abandoned Hadal Blacksite. His eyes scan over the drawers and lockers in search of wares to sell. After all, he needed all he could get to bring down Urbanshade.