Sunshine did not like being disobeyed, especially in times like this but the squad was testing her patience. She had scenarios like this. Moments when superhumans got cocky because they thought they were more powerful than everything else in the apocalypse.
Their stories rarely had happy endings.
"Ma'am we...." O'toole said.
"I said get inside!" Sunshine roared, her voice cracking against the rumble of the gathering mist above them. "I have planted rod conductors, but they are yet to work. Not one Arcladon has fallen to the ground or spilled blood. This isn't a spectator sport! If the rods fail to work, those things will come back to annihilate everything in sight, including you. All we have succeeded in doing so far is pissing them off."
Major Elio didn't move. He adjusted the grip on his glove; his visor smeared with soot and dragon-dust. "With all due respect, ma'am, we aren't leaving you out here all by yourself. What's the plan? I am guessing that you have one."
