Dallas holds the revolver steady as Dayton gasps in the mud. Behind them, the monument thumps like a buried pump, and the weak red blink keeps time with the boots in the brush.
Professor Dayton
Listen to me. That is not me coming through the trees. He brought someone to spring the hill.
Dallas Fontaine
The footsteps are too measured, too heavy for a lone runner.
Murderbone bares his teeth at the treeline. Dallas spots the split casing at the monument base, the open service door, and a coil of wire vanishing into darkness below the hill.
Professor Dayton
Bishop rigged the charge under the base. If the relay completes, the whole thing goes up. He wants you here when it does.
The brush parts. A hooded man steps into the red wash, one hand raised, the other hidden near his coat. He is not alone, just the first to show himself.
The Hooded Man
Drop the gun, Fontaine. The professor comes with us, and so does the evidence.
✓ Quest Accepted
Survive the ambush at the battlefield hill