"Has the package been delivered?"
"Yes ma'am. I received confirmation of its arrival a half hour ago. It can be activated whenever you deem necessary."
"Good. Have our insiders bring the target as close as possible during the next shift change. We are not going to make any mistakes this time. That traitorous Baccigan is never so much as going to say a single word against us."
…
The moment Avery stepped out of the Dauntless a salty breeze reached him and caught him completely off-guard.
All his life he had lived out in space, a place where the only thing that could be considered wind was the blowing of air conditioning units.
The tase of the air was also vastly different from what he knew.
There were so many unfamiliar smells, and when he breathed in, there was a hint of saltness.
"What is this?" Avery muttered to himself.
This being his first time on a planet and close to an ocean, he was experiencing a bit of sensory shock from how different it was to his usual environment.
