It had been two hours, it was the dead of night, and I head things I thought would only haunt me in my dreams. “No.”
She showed no signs of being upset, but I knew she was.
“I will not suffer these heretics to live any longer.”
“It’s late, we do not know if they’ll return. Right now these people need us, and we need rest.”
“We cannot stay to defend them.”
I took out my vox and called the PDF. After a quick brief they dispatched troops.
“They will be here by morning, that’s when we’ll go”
She accepted this answer, though she was fine with spending countless nights killing, but her body was not. She needed the rest as much as we did, and I soon collapsed into sleep.
I awoke next morning to the sound of ships. I readied quickly and headed outside. Jorgumnd, he was the one locking down this town as well.
The psyker followed me closely. It seems she picked me as being the leader and so made her opinions known to what seemed like only me.
Lupus…when he heard her talk he just started laughing. He seems to find endless joy in the insane, and stood to the other side of her, if only to laugh more.
Cú cleaned himself up sometime during the night and seemed concerned about his new wife.
Rip was distant, her cheery mood was gone, and I did not know why.
Conrad seemed fine with everything, I hadn’t seen him during the entire fight, but he didn’t “activate” and start to capture civilians. Maybe he wasn’t one after all, but I still did not trust him all that much.