I'm going to stage a coup XIII
Vancil Selvim fell beneath a pile of enemies. She let out a relieved breath. When he’d started actually pushing his way through to her she’d been scared for a moment that he would actually make it. Crubec trained him well, and he was powerful with his weapons, but he wasn’t that strong. After several more minutes the dessentors were equally dispelled. As the remainder of her forces started to clean the c*****e, Sicari approached her, blood on his javelin. “We lost two for every one of them we took down,” he stated. Unlike most commanders, the Captain delivered this news with an air of nonchalant detachment. She appreciated his ability to see through the casualty count. “It would have been lower,” he commented, “Had we been allowed to aim to kill rather than capture.” Perhaps she’d been
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