The team stood in formation, their gazes as still as the calm water of a mountain lake. Alyssalee stood in the first rank—Sophie to the side now as an officer of the Undivine. It struck Alyssalee as funny that the scrappy soldiers of the Undivine had this level of military discipline.
“Quiteria, front and center!” barked Cole. What the f**k was this about? she wondered. Certainly, Cole would not put her in charge of anything for this mission, not for a support role. Then she asked herself if she had broken any rules lately. Well, there is the “U” on the Undivine logo at the entrance of the gym that I drew horns on last week, she thought. That’ll easily wash off though.
Alyssalee fumbled, breaking ranks, not having had the formal training on how to do so. She tripped over somebody’s boot
