Mercury and Syfer shuffled closer to Chaos, showering him with consolations and sympathy, as he described with distaste the fate Callista had assigned him and the rest of Nightfall. The words oozed with vitriol through clenched teeth, every expletive he could imagine levelled at Callista and her administration. He knew there must be some justification for her decisions but, search though he might, he could not rationalise it. He was an excellent warrior. He had defeated far more enemies than his peers, and he had been the soldier who had cleared the North Alcheran wastelands of the barbarian hoards. Of course, he had been with his father on those missions, but surely he had proven how capable he was? He had been made an elite commander so she must recognise his abilities in some manner. Bu
