As Gibson prepared to embark on his latest mission, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of his stomach. This new pest was unlike anything he had encountered before - a monster that could camouflage and reproduce at an alarming rate. If they didn't eradicate it quickly, the landfill would become overrun and the collectors wouldn't be able to do their job.

Gibson strapped on his gear and checked his weapons one last time, taking a deep breath to steady his nerves. He was one of the strongest incinerators in the Holden Empire, but even he couldn't shake the feeling that this mission was going to be a tough one.

With a nod to his fellow incinerators, Gibson stepped through the portal that led to the landfill. The only people who were able to enter were those who had a tattoo carved into their backs - a rune diagram that granted them access to the center of Gahenna which is the landfill.

As he emerged on the other side, Gibson was greeted by the sight of garbage as far as the eye could see.

But Gibson didn't have time to think about the sheer scale of the landfill. He had a job to do, and he needed to focus on finding and eradicating this new pest before it was too late. He set off into the garbage, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of movement.

It didn't take long for Gibson to spot the first of the monsters. It was almost invisible against the background of trash, its camouflage blending in perfectly. Gibson hesitated for a moment, trying to get a better look at the creature. But before he could react, it lunged at him with surprising speed.

Gibson barely had time to draw his weapon before the monster was upon him. It was fast and agile, and Gibson struggled to keep up as it darted in and out of the garbage. But he was determined to take it down, and he fought with all his might, using every trick he had learned in his years as an incinerator.

At last, with a mighty roar, Gibson landed the final blow and the monster fell to the ground, defeated. Panting and sweat dripping down his brow, Gibson let out a sigh of relief. But he knew he couldn't rest yet - there were more of these pests out there, and he needed to eradicate them all before the landfill was overrun.

With a fierce determination, Gibson set off into the garbage once more, ready to take on whatever dangers lay ahead.

As Gibson and his companions were exhausted from the endless waves of monsters that seemed to appear out of nowhere. They were preparing for a retreat, but it was difficult to escape when they couldn't even see their enemies.

As they huddled together, trying to come up with a plan, Gibson's eyes lit up as he remembered the goggles that Janks had given him. He quickly slipped them over his neck and activated the heat sensors.

As soon as he did, he saw thousands of monsters surrounding them. They were everywhere, camouflaged and waiting to attack.

Gibson was amazed by the accuracy of Janks's creation. It was like a whole new world had been revealed to him. With the help of the goggles, it was much easier to escape. The monsters were slow and clumsy, and they could easily outrun them if they were discovered.

Thanks to the goggles, Gibson and his companions were able to escape the landfill and regroup. They knew they would have to come back and finish the job, but for now, they were just grateful to be alive.

As they made their way to the captain's office to report on their mission, their commander noticed Gibson wearing the goggles. "Where did you get those glasses?" he asked.

Gibson hesitated for a moment, not wanting to reveal the truth. He knew that if he told the truth, Janks would be taken advantage of - he was just a kid after all. But he also knew that he couldn't lie to his superior.

"A friend made them for me," Gibson said carefully, choosing his words with care. "They've been a huge help on this mission."

The commander looked at Gibson quizzically, but didn't press the issue. They had more important things to discuss, like how the monster weakness and monster is growing at alarming rate.

As they entered the captain's office and began their debrief, Gibson couldn't help but think about Janks and the amazing goggles he had created. He knew he had to find a way to Janks and keep him safe from those who might try to exploit his talents.

Gibson stood at attention in front of the captain's desk, his heart pounding in his chest. He had just finished explaining the events of the mission to the captain, and he knew that the next question would be about how they had managed to escape the landfill.

"So, how did you manage to get out of there alive?" the captain asked, his piercing gaze fixed on Gibson.

Gibson hesitated, knowing that if he told the truth, Janks would be in a lot of trouble. "We, um, we just managed to outsmart them," he said, trying to sound confident.

The captain raised an eyebrow. "Outsmart them? How? They're just pests, Gibson. I find it hard to believe that you could outsmart them."

Gibson's mind raced, trying to come up with a believable story. "We, uh, we used our wits," he said, hoping that the captain would buy it.

But the captain wasn't convinced. "I don't believe you, Gibson," he said, his voice stern. "You're hiding something from me. Now, I'll ask you again - how did you manage to escape?"

Gibson knew he couldn't keep lying. He took a deep breath and said, "It was the goggles, sir. Janks made them for me. They have heat sensors and allow us to see the monsters, even when they're camouflaged."

The captain's eyes narrowed. "Janks? The boy who's a blight? How did he manage to make something like that?"

Gibson shrugged. "I don't know, sir. But he gave them to me and they really helped us out there. I couldn't have done it without them."

The captain was silent for a moment, considering this new information. "I see," he said at last. "Well, I'll have to have a word with Janks about this. In the meantime, good work, Gibson. You and your team are dismissed."

Gibson let out a sigh of relief as he turned to leave the captain's office. He knew that Janks would be in trouble, but at least he had managed to keep him out of trouble for now.