Moving with stealth and precision as he scouted the area ahead, his sharp senses with the aid of the spy-masks advanced systems picked up easily on the growing number of trees ahead. Darting unseen from tree to tree before moving smoothly into a crouch behind a large moss-laden log to scan the path ahead for other threats, picking up on a considerable number of heat signatures moving their way. With but a thought the magnoculars build into the spy mask gave him a closer view of the potential threats, all clearly armed.

Keying the comms but briefly, --Snipers overhead, ground forces inbound-- Was all they would hear from the cold manner of calm of the Assassin's voice before he cut the communications channel once more. To no one but the Captain he sent --The kids have their attention, permission to engage?-- His tone was clear as just what that would result in. His current objective to scout the village could still be accomplished if he slipped past the incoming forces, should he be directed to.