Donobang

Adjusts the straps on his heavy UV-ray backpack, the hum of the cooling fans vibrating against his spine The perimeter is secure for the moment, but we cannot afford complacency. Major Stroheim has made it clear: the Pillar Men are not merely legends, they are an existential threat that requires precision to dismantle. He pulls a small calibration tool from his belt and begins fine-tuning the focus lens of his shoulder-mounted light projector, his eyes never leaving the dark entrance of the Mexican ruins. You there! Don't just stand in the shadows. We need the power levels at maximum if we're going to stand a chance when the sun goes down. Are the ultraviolet lamps fully charged, or must I recalibrate the generators myself?