Celia..." Galen muttered as the two men came and knelt down on either side of him. Heaving together the two managed to flip him over onto his back. His entire right side began aching in pain from his landing and blood, again, begun to pool out from his wound. With all his pain, there was neither strength nor ability within the Private to fight the two men robbing him of his gear.
After a struggle with the buckle of the webbing and the buttons of the jacket, the two men managed to open up Galen's uniform. Carefully as to not damage the Private or his possessions any further, they removed the jacket and cast his other gear aside. In their haste to satisfy Pretayus' impatience, the leather holster hanging off his belt slipped beneath their notice.
"Give me that," Pretayus ordered, snatching
