Ascending upwards the two rapidly made their way into the Manor. Several armored men were patrolling the area, much to Hank's surprise and displeasure, "It's already this bad-"
Boom-!
The wall Hank used as cover blasted apart, an armored individual in some sort of high tech suit charged forward. Gripping Hank by his head they dragged him across the room only to smash him into a wooden shelf. An indent formed as the wood splintered and Hank struggled to free himself.
Raising his legs he kicked the stomach of the tech suit individual, but they didn't flinch. No matter how hard he struggled he couldn't free himself from the strength of the technologically enhanced suit.
A slow clap could be heard from a doorway, "Your stealth is as impressive as ever. Even our latest project struggled to narrow down on your presence. If it wasn't for this other individual here, we probably wouldn't have been able to find you."
Hank's eyes turned with a violent glare, "Harrell."
