“Move on the left flank!”
“Hold your fire! Wait for it…NOW!”
“Retreat! Retreat!”
“Don’t let the bastards get away!”
Laarn kept his head down as he made his way through the battlefield, his team around him. Two drakeen battle bots fought not a hundred feet away, arm cannons moving continuously as they swept the area for enemy forces that might have lingered after the battle.
The big healer watched for a moment, noting the idiosyncrasies of the bots’ movements. There weren’t many drakeen-capable pilots in the battle group. From the way the one on the left moved, Kraan was piloting, which meant the other one was Isan. The other pilots would be off duty, sleeping, apart from Jathor, who had been killed in action yesterday.
Laarn’s heart ached for a moment. Jath had been in his and Tarric
