According to our scouts' reports, the Hunter Sparkles in this area are interfering with their ability to patrol the perimeter.

Could you thin their numbers a bit for us? It's dangerous enough out here as it is, I can't imagine holding this base without accurate intelligence.

Player: Accept.

First it was the fog, now it's these sharding Sparkles.

It's like the land itself is trying to expel us from this base.

Player: "Well, at least I can help with part of that."

And help you have. When the scouts come back in, I'll tell them who it was that did so.

But for now, let me bow to you on their behalf to show our appreciation.