After all his soldiers arrived at the front of the shelter, Clark finally turned to knock on the large reinforced exotic doors.
He wore a metallic glove on his hand to knock with, to enable the sound to travel in despite the current blowing windstorm. As a door made to withstand and hold back the extreme cold, it was a great resistor of both cold and sound.
It took about a minute of them standing in the cold before a reaction was finally stirred in the shelter.
Instead of opening it directly, a small hole first appeared on the door, through which a large head and a pair of eyes sneaked out to look at the intruders.
“Hmmm, humans, still outside in this kind of weather. I thought it was those mischievous beasts, what the f*ck were you all doing since the signs of bad weather first start
