“Alright then.” He turns and looks around, “Where do we start?”
Up on the ridge overlooking the ship wreckage that the Agenda crew scavenged, Gon Fol placed his binoculars in his satchel and cleared his throat "Alright then, let's go to work."
"You're making a move now?" Salk Vahl raised an eyebrow.
Gon Fol nods, "I just noticed that Dragon's signet."