Chapter 10 is here! :D
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Chapter 10:
"The Lekgolo were eating the Halo," Sarah nearly screamed in shock.
Lira nodded her head. "Some wouldn't touch it, and others would only be able to eat the metal, nothing else. The Prophets allowed the ones that didn't touch the metal to enter the Covenant while the others were destroyed. The Prophets then turned most of the Lekgolo colonies into Megalekgolo."
"How does a whole colony of worms act as one person?"
"… I'm not entirely sure," Lira paused a moment. "I know that they work together to operate one body. They decide together when to strike and when to block or move."
"What about what the book says here," Sarah drifted her fingers across a few words. "It says something about Bond Brothers. If they're made of Lekgolo colonies, how can the Megalekgolo have siblings?"
"They aren't exactly siblings. Bond Brothers come from a colony of Lekgolo that has gotten so large that it had to split into two groups. Bond Brothers are therefore the same colony, but in two separate forms. Because they are from the same colony, they are fiercely protective of each other. If one of them falls, the other will certainly seek immediate revenge on the one who took down his brother."
"Sangheili don't behave like that?" Sarah seemed confused again.
"An honorable Sangheili will not outright throw himself at an enemy over a friend's death in battle. Such a move is foolish and will more than likely get him killed as well. Sure, some will pursue revenge for the ones they lost, but they wait for the opportunity to arise and then dispose of the killer honorably rather than risking his life in such a reckless manner."
"How come there aren't ever any girls in the fighting?" The girl's questions seemed to be following their own path rather than sticking to what they had just read.
Lira sat straighter. "I am Lira Asumee," she stretched the "ee" sound in her last name. "I am a fully trained Swordsman as my father is. The only reason I am not out fighting in the war is because my father wanted me to stay and sharpen my skills more. It is true there are very few female warriors, and even fewer chances for us to prove ourselves ready for battle. That is why I did not protest against his request. I knew that if I was going to prove myself, I'd better have the necessary skills honed to perfection."
Sarah frowned. "Doesn't the added part to your last name mean you were already in the military service?"
Lira's pride faded slightly. "I have done military service before. I was fighting my fourth battle on another ship. My blade sliced many enemies in my path." She saw the little girl sitting attentively, listening to the story, and was careful to avoid saying who exactly she was fighting.
"A rather large armored being attacked me from my left. I was startled and made a hasty swing at his face. The blade grazed one of my squad mates in his side where there was no metal, and the armored being stopped my sword hand inches from his helmet. He twisted my wrist until it broke and the sword fell. He plucked my weapon out of the air just before it could hit the floor. My squad mate shoved me out of the way as the armored thing brought the sword up, and caught him in his chest instead of mine."
Lira sighed and took another deep breath, as if she were struggling to control herself. "I was sent home because my inability to control myself had taken Takn Moramee's life, and my honor." Sarah suddenly felt sorry she had asked such a question and remained quiet for the rest of the lesson, only speaking to show she understood what she was learning.
Lira put the books away when they were done with the lesson. She turned to look at the quiet child as she did so and sighed. It was only an honest question and Lira had made it look like it was something that should not ever be asked. She sat next to the girl again and said, "I'm sorry if it seemed I was angry at you. I was not. I was angry at my own mistake. I'd known Takn since we were little and my haste had cost him dearly." Sarah looked up into her big blue eyes and saw the pain pulsing in them.
"He was a close friend of yours. I can see why you would be so upset."
Lira nodded and saw it was around noon outside. "Well, we finished what Zhar said to do. Would you like it if we went over to the forest?"
"Can we bring T'rok and the other boys?" Sarah's eyes lit up with excitement.
"Sure, why not," Lira smiled, storing away her thoughts about the battle, and followed Sarah as she sprinted out of the room to get her friends.
oo00oo
The group of six walked under the cover of the thick-leaved branches in early afternoon. A cool breeze swept through forest, rustling the leaves above them, and sent a few orange and brown leaves twirling to the ground around them. Winter wouldn't be far off now. Sarah shrugged the thought away. It would only get a little chillier. Rarely was there ever any snow in this part of the planet.
Sarah ran ahead with the other boys, and Lira jogged behind them, watching them race to the lake. T'rok got there first and jumped right into the cold water, taking special care to not go too far out from shore. Sarah and J'raa jumped in next followed by S'rir. L'kar and Lira sat on the grass under the shade of one of the trees.
T'rok splashed his three friends. When the water settled again, Sarah was nowhere to be seen. He whipped around in every direction, looking to see if the creature had reached this far up to take her again. Something hit a nerve in the center of his back and he jerked up involuntarily. He heard a splash behind him and then giggling. "I got you!"
T'rok turned around, releasing a sigh of relief. "Don't do that again please. I thought that monster had gotten you again," he said, his eyes full of concern instead of anger.
"They don't come up this far though," J'raa said. "They're too big."
"I know that," T'rok answered. "It's just too soon after the last accident to play like that."
"I'll be okay," Sarah said, "I won't go out so far again. At least now I can practice swimming some more. Want to race?" Her eyes gleamed with joy at the thought of friendly competition.
S'rir and J'raa seemed to be up for the challenge and T'rok finally answered, "Okay, we can race. Only near the shore line though. We can't go any further than five feet away from it."
"Great!" Sarah swam over to where the start line would be. "One lap to see who the fastest swimmer is."
The three boys lined up next to her. She shouted "Go!" when they were ready, and off they went. She fell behind almost immediately, T'rok was in first place and S'rir and J'raa were battling for second. Sarah kicked her legs faster, but it accomplished little. She decided if she was going to finish last, she might as well have fun.
She drew in a deep breath and dove under the surface, still pumping her legs. She stayed under for about ten seconds before coming up for air again. She had gotten much closer to the group than she would have if she'd been swimming normally. She dove under again and swam further. She came up again and the boys were now just twenty feet ahead.
She took another breath to dive under again, but stopped. Something felt wrong. She sat still and listened to the area around her, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She figured it must be just paranoia from before when the sea creature dragged her off. She dove under again and came up a few seconds later to see the boys were nearly at the finish line. She kept swimming and crossed last a minute or two after S'rir.
"You'll definitely need more practice," J'raa commented.
"She's getting better though," S'rir added, "At least she won't drown herself."
Sarah was letting the water flood over her shoulders so they weren't so cold. "Swimming is fun and easy. Of course I'm going to get better at it."
L'kar was standing under one of the trees as his friends splashed around in the water. He found a low branch and jumped up to grab it. His hands gripped the branch and he tried to pull himself up, but did not have the strength to. He swung one foot up and then the rest of himself as he had done before. He jumped to the next branch, and then hopped up a level. He jumped against the trunk to go up another level, but his hoofed foot slipped on the smooth bark and he fell back down to the first branch.
He took a moment to recover before jumping to another branch. How had he done a race through the branches before if he could not pull himself up quickly? Perhaps it was his anger that drove him and made him focus on getting to the target rather than what he was doing. Or maybe he had been just plain lucky that day; at least until his target escaped.
He glanced back down at the group and picked out the near-black hair among the bodies and mist. Everything came so easily to her and she was a human on top of that. He didn't dislike her, he hated everything about her. She shouldn't be here learning Sangheili fighting techniques. She shouldn't even be alive at this point. He growled loud enough that only he could hear it. There wasn't anything he could do about it but practice and prove that she wasn't the only good fighter around.
oo00oo
The sun was hanging low in the sky when Lira finally called the kids together to go home. The four soaking ones wrung out what they could of their clothes and ran ahead a bit to dry themselves further. They came to a stop at the forest edge to rest a moment and let Lira and L'kar catch up.
Lira looked around and saw the streaks of pink and orange that told her sunset was near. She moved toward the town again, but stopped when a blur of gray caught her eye. She followed the blur to the town's center and recognized a Jiralhanae Chieftain with a Gravity Hammer at his side and a patrol group with him. He was speaking to the Kaidon of the town.
Lira frowned. What were the Jiralhanae doing here? They were not supposed to be in this region of Sangheilios. The Chieftain seemed to get angry, and reached for his hammer. Lira prepared herself to run towards him, but relaxed when she saw one of the other Jiralhanae talk the Chieftain out of the attack. The Kaidon said something else before walking away. The Chieftain growled and left in a Phantom with his group.
"What was that all about," T'rok asked.
"As long as they are gone, I do not care." Lira took the boys to their homes and finally walked with Sarah back to Zhar's home and locked the door behind them. She gave the girl a Sunset fruit and took one for herself to her room. When she had finished, she felt under her bed for the cool, smooth bar of metal she had hidden there. She felt reassured her sword was there and settled into her bed to sleep.
oo00oo
Sarah climbed up into the storage space again when she was sure Lira had gone to sleep. She took out her data pad and wrote another journal entry.
Today Lira told me about the Lekgolo and how they joined the Covenant. She also explained why her last name has the "ee" at the end even though she's not out fighting right now. It's not a pretty story. We went down to the lake again after that and I raced T'rok, S'rir, and J'raa around the shoreline. Of course I finished last since I haven't practiced a lot.
When we got back, there were some of those giant apes they call Jiralhanae in the town. The Chieftain seemed really angry about something but the Kaidon seemed more interested in making them leave-
She heard a crackling noise outside. She saved the entry as it was and placed the pad back in the hiding place before crawling down into her room and looking out the window. The Kaidon had his sword out and was growling at the Chieftain in the dim town lights. The Chieftain roared and swung his hammer. The Kaidon dodged it and swung his sword, making a deep gash in the Chieftain's side.
Sarah ran out of her room and into Lira's. "Lira, wake up! The Chieftain is back and he's fighting the Kaidon!"
Lira opened her eyes immediately and got up. "Is it the same one from before?"
"I think it is. I'm not sure."
Lira reached under her bed and retrieved her sword. She walked downstairs and opened the front door. The Kaidon had downed several Jiralhanae and was battling the Chieftain. The Kaidon swung the killing blow, but a plasma bullet splattered his brains across the square before the sword could meet the Chieftain's neck. Lira gasped in shock as the body fell and then snapped back to look at the Chieftain as he roared. A wave of Jiralhanae appeared over the northern hills armed with Carbines, Spikers, Plasma Rifles, and several Beam Rifles.
Sarah had seen the wave appear through Lira's window and she raced back into her room to get her data pad. She strapped it inside the pocket of her pants and hopped down to the floor as Lira appeared.
"We need to leave. Now," she said and herded the child outside. Several groups had broken off from the wave and were breaking into the houses. They heard the screams and gunfire coming from within, and saw only the Jiralhanae emerge from them. Some Sangheili had gotten rifles and grenades themselves and were defending their homes. Lira spotted Ytol slicing through the enemies with his sword and then a familiar group of children fleeing the destroyed homes.
"Go with T'rok and the other boys. You must hide deep in the forest. I will come find you when I have finished here."
"What will you do," Sarah looked up at her with terrified eyes as she asked the question.
"I will stay and fight. You are not ready for battle yet, and certainly not ready to face Jiralhanae." Sarah opened her mouth to object, but Lira didn't give her the chance to speak. "Don't argue, just run!" The tone grew sharp and at that, Sarah ran to T'rok and his group. Lira hadn't wanted to be that way, but how else would she get her to leave?
Lira activated her blade and sliced the head off a Jiralhanae that was about to shoot Ytol in the back. Ytol looked back at her. "I thought they had taken your sword as well," he commented.
"I guess I was lucky they seemed to forget about it at the time."
Ytol grunted and roared loud enough for all the Sangheili in the area to hear him. Those that were not focused on their aim turned to him. "Brothers, take up arms and join with me to drive these brutes out of our homes! They will not overrun us, and we will not give up what is ours without a fight!" Several roared their support and ran to his side, as they had all heard of Ytol and his skills as a leader and warrior despite his old age. More Sangheili came out of their homes with rifles and a few with swords. Ytol roared again and led the charge against the attacking Jiralhanae.
Lira followed closely, keeping the line tight and strong with the others. One group of brutes after another fell as the Sangheili pressed forward through the onslaught. Several unlucky warriors fell with their enemies, and the line grew smaller. There were twenty armed Sangheili left by the time they'd forced the brutes to the northern gates.
The brutes retreated unexpectedly, leaving behind a group of very confused Sangheili. Only Ytol seemed to understand what they were doing. "They are regrouping. Prepare for the final wave. They will put their best forward now." Lira shook her sword once, and a pool of red blood formed on the ground below it. She heard a twig snap, and instantly looked to her left where another forest started. There was nothing in her sight. She crept over to where she thought the noise came from and sniffed the air.
"Lira, get back here," Ytol hissed at her.
Lira gripped her sword tighter as she got closer to the undergrowth. The reek of overgrown ape was overwhelming her senses as she brushed aside a bush. A brute launched himself at her and knocked her to the ground hard enough to make her drop her sword. The sword sputtered and died on the ground as the inner mechanisms were knocked out of place. Ytol roared in anger and sprinted toward them.
Lira tried to get up, but the Jiralhanae only kicked her down again as he raised his Gravity Hammer. She suddenly felt the weight disappear from her chest and looked up to see the brute trying to reach something on his back. She got up quickly and inspected her sword. It was useless and she knew not how to repair such a device. Ytol offered her a Carbine, and she gladly took it. One shot through the eye socket was all it took to put the beast down. As the body fell, the two Sangheili saw what it was that had distracted it.
"We thought you could use some help," J'raa looked at them, his face blank.
"What do you mean 'we'," Lira's voice was filled with worry. "Where are the others?"
"I imagine they're on their way to the Phantoms where the Jiralhanae are regrouping," he answered. "We planned to have S'rir and L'kar distract them while Kira and T'rok take the weapons."
Ytol gathered the other Sangheili and headed towards the hum of the Phantoms with Lira and J'raa. He turned to the boy and said, "You realize that was foolish what you did? You could have gotten yourself killed as well as Lira."
J'raa turned back to him and said, "Aren't we taught to fight and either win or die trying? Besides, even if he had gotten me, Lira would have gotten away. And even if S'rir and L'kar don't make it, T'rok and Kira will hold all the weapons. We will have the advantage."
Ytol sighed "Hmm," and heard the roars of angry Jiralhanae. He paused for a moment at the top of a hill and saw the brutes running around in chaos. L'kar was practically biting a brute's head off at the neck as Kira plucked the guns off the ape's belt, and S'rir was dodging in between several Chieftains and their Gravity Hammers while T'rok raided one of the Phantoms.
Ytol raced down the hill and launched himself at the nearest brute. The rest of the battle force followed and turned the tables on the Jiralhanae in an instant. Lira shot several in the head and a few closer ones in an unmentionable area. She then finished them off when they fell to the ground. One brute blindsided her and threw her against a Phantom. She fell to the ground disoriented and tried to get up. Her vision cleared and she saw a Gravity Hammer raised above her.
oo00oo
Ytol was covered in red blood from so many enemies attacking him. He knocked down one after the other with his sword and turned to see who needed an assist when he was done. He heard a loud clang and spun around to see Lira lying in a heap near the Phantom, and then he saw the brute with the massive hammer. "Lira, move," he shouted and charged at the attacker.
The hammer came down, and a thundering sound came from it along with an EMP force that threw Ytol back a bit. He shook his head and saw the Jiralhanae laughing. The brute lifted his hammer away and kicked the crushed body saturated in purple blood.
Ytol felt his temper boil and he tackled the brute. He sliced the head off of the hammer, and then beat the alien repeatedly before delivering the killing blow. He crouched by Lira, inspecting the wound. Her blue eyes were now dull, and her chest was completely caved in. He sighed and closed her eyes before getting up again. The children were nowhere to be seen, and he saw that not many of either side remained.
"Ytol watch out behind you!"
He turned and raised his sword, but was not quick enough. Ytol's body was flung through the air by another hammer and his head struck the thick metal of the Phantom. He saw the world fade into darkness around him, and prayed to the gods before slipping into unconsciousness.
oo00oo
Ytol woke up with a terrible pain in his chest and right arm and smelled the stench of burnt metal. His vision cleared enough to see his forearm was sitting in an awkward way and there were two burns on his chest armor like something had pressed the energy sword blades against it. He realized next that the early light of dawn was appearing and he was being dragged across the grassy hillside.
When they paused at the top, Ytol struck out at one of the people dragging him. "You're awake," the Sangheili looked surprised to see Ytol was awake so soon. The two Sangheili helped him stand up.
Ytol looked around at the battle field. The Phantoms were still there, but nearly all of the bodies were gone. Lira's was nowhere to be seen. "What happened after I went down?"
The other Sangheili answered this time. "We burned the bodies of our enemies and gathered our dead in the town square so we may bury them properly. You fought even better than I imagined you would, Ytol."
Ytol glanced at him at the mention of his name. "And who might you be?"
"I am Shipmaster Voro Vanorree. I was home taking some time off before all this happened."
"Did either of you see what happened to the children that helped in the attack?"
Voro nodded and sent the other Sangheili to retrieve the other bodies. "I sent them back into the forest with a few weapons and gave the others to our brothers." He stopped Ytol from running into the forest after them. "We will find them later. Right now, that arm needs attention."
Ytol sighed and followed the Shipmaster to the town. He saw nearly the whole square was lined with the dead, and looked away once he saw Lira's corpse. A medic checked him over and bandaged the broken limb in a makeshift cast and sling. The medic released him once he was sure nothing else was broken.
Ytol took another look around and saw many damaged buildings around the gate. Some had even collapsed and were still burning. He looked over at Zhar's home to find the gate was ajar, but was otherwise untouched as well as the other houses beyond his. Not all has been lost, but we have lost much indeed. Zhar would not be happy when he returned home.
The remaining Sangheili spent the rest of the day clearing the debris and bodies and taking whatever weapons still had ammo. They would not be caught unawares again.
Voro walked to the clear side of the square and called everyone together. "It is getting late," he started as the sun began to set. "We will have to bury the dead in the morning. For now, we will need to post two guards in case they try to attack us again tonight." Several hands immediately shot up and Voro picked two of them for the first shift. "As for the rest of you, we will sleep lightly in our homes and be ready to fight on a moment's notice."
The group broke up and Voro turned to Ytol. "The search will have to wait as well. We can't afford to lose such good warriors now." Ytol nodded and walked back to Zhar's home. He figured if Zhar checked the house first, someone should be there to explain exactly what was happening. He inspected the rooms of house, but found nothing out of place. He lied down on the couch and shut his eyes. It was still a few hours before he could finally sleep.
oo00oo
The cold wind swept through the forest, making Sarah shiver. She wished she hadn't been right about winter being so close. T'rok pulled her forward with him so she wouldn't fall behind. In his other hand he carried a Spiker. In front of them was J'raa with a red Plasma Rifle, L'kar had a Needler, and S'rir was in the lead with a Carbine. Sarah had a Spiker, but it remained strapped to her leg since she didn't know how to aim and fire it yet. Though if an enemy got close enough for her to take the gun out, aiming it wouldn't matter much then, she reflected. In one pocket was her data pad safely tucked away, and in the other was spare ammo for all the weapons.
"Should we stop for the night," S'rir asked as he glanced over his shoulder at the group.
"We probably should," T'rok answered. "It would be worse if we fell ill from the cold."
S'rir nodded and spotted a tree with an opening in its trunk at ground level. It looked as if something had carved out the wood, but seemed abandoned. He jogged over to it with the rest of the group and slid in first. There was a smell of squirrel, but it was stale. It wasn't the best hiding place ever, but it was a lot warmer than standing outside all night.
"Is there anything to cover the entrance with," he called out.
J'raa looked around and answered, "Would a boulder help?"
"It would, but only if we can move it in a hurry."
J'raa and L'kar rolled the boulder over to the tree as Sarah and T'rok crawled into the carved space. The boys followed them and rolled the boulder over behind them, testing that they could roll it away again several times before leaving it alone. They settled down for the night, and fell into an uneasy sleep.
Sarah heard it first. The sound of marching feet was near and she figured there were at least three people out there. She nudged T'rok awake next to her and signaled for him to stay quiet and listen. T'rok heard the footsteps and woke the others. The children sat with their weapons ready and were looking at the boulder, waiting to see if it would be moved. A pair of feet stopped right at the boulder and they heard someone sniffing the air. The feet shifted and the boulder moved slightly.
The group raised their weapons as the boulder was rolled away. A very surprised Sangheili looked at the five armed with guns and said, "Well, it seems like you all had everything handled after all."
S'rir recognized the visitor. "Shipmaster Voro is that you?"
The Sangheili nodded and Ytol appeared behind him with the medic. "Are any of you injured," the Shipmaster asked. The children shook their heads and crawled out of the shelter. Ytol looked relieved to see they had all made it despite their assault plan. They took the children back to the town. Nearly all of the debris had been cleared up and the bodies had been moved into an abandoned home for the time being.
T'rok looked at those left in the town and then turned to the Shipmaster. "Where are our parents?"
"And where's Lira," Sarah asked.
Ytol answered, "They died defending the town." He sighed as he spoke, clearly upset at the near two hundred people that had died in the skirmish.
The boys looked away and Sarah choked back the building grief and blinked away the forming tears.
Ytol spoke to the boys again, "You four are more than welcome to stay in Zhar's home with us for now until we can get this all sorted out." He walked to the gate to the house and shut it once the five kids were in the yard. They went inside and Ytol gave them all something to eat before sitting on the couch again.
Sarah sat next to him a few minutes later with clouded eyes. If Zhar was a father to her, Ytol was her uncle, just not as big of a teddy bear as Zhar was.
"Zhar will return soon, Kira," he said. "He will be proud of what you did in battle at your age and size. You were brave to be that close to an enraged Jiralhanae, but you also were careful to avoid being harmed. I suppose that time I was impressed by your actions," he grinned.
Sarah looked up at his big gray eyes and smiled back when she saw he'd meant it. She wiped away the forming tears again and shuddered to keep herself in check. Warriors didn't cry. Even if they did, it wouldn't be in the presence of another person.
"There will be time to mourn," he said, rubbing her back to make her sleepy. "For now, be thankful you are alive, and rest." Sarah fell asleep a moment later and Ytol carried her up to her room.
oo00oo
"Zhar, I must speak with you alone," K'til said. "It's urgent."
Zhar puzzled at his words but nodded and followed the Shipmaster to his quarters. Once the doors closed, K'til spoke. "I have received rather disturbing news from the High Council. The town of Asum was attacked by the Jiralhanae the other night. The Sangheili managed to fight them off, but there were heavy casualties. Only about fifty survived the onslaught."
Zhar felt as if his hearts had broken. First Finn had been taken from him, and now his home town had been nearly destroyed. What next? "That's nearly two hundred dead," he whispered. "Did they say who had survived?"
"I only know that there are more civilians down there than soldiers right now. Your transport will leave in a few minutes and you can see for yourself who's left. You may go now, Zhar. I pray the gods light your path."
"And yours," Zhar answered before bowing in the usual manner and darting out of the room to the hanger. He twitched in his seat, anxious to get home. A grueling thirty minutes later, he was dropped off at the gate to the town. The pools of purple and red blood reeked and made him even more anxious. He jogged past the damaged and destroyed homes to his house and went inside. Ytol was sitting on the couch in the dim evening light. "Ytol?"
His friend looked up at him. "Hello Zhar."
"What happened? Are Lira and Kira alright?"
Ytol stiffened a bit and Zhar noticed the bandaged arm. "Those brutes attacked the Kaidon late at night. He had nearly beaten the first attackers, but they had no honor and had a sniper kill the Kaidon before he could kill the Chieftain. From there, the real battle started and we forced them out of the gates. The battle lasted all night."
Zhar's shoulders slumped. "What about my daughters?"
Ytol ignored the plural Zhar had used and continued, "Lira fought hard like the one who trained her. She did not survive the battle though. A Chieftain came up her left and threw her against the Phantom. He finished her with his Gravity Hammer."
Zhar's legs buckled and he sat next to his friend. "And what about Kira," he asked with a voice filled with grief. "Is she dead as well?"
"No, she is asleep upstairs. She did well in the battle too."
Zhar looked at his friend with wide eyes. "You let her fight?"
"Not exactly," Ytol said. "Lira had sent her and the boys to hide in the forest, but they came back and executed their own plan." He told Zhar about how they had acted in their first real battle and where they found them armed with weapons earlier that day.
Zhar relaxed a little. At least they were alive, and for that he thanked the gods.
"I also said the boys could stay a while," Ytol added. "Their parents died in the fight as well."
Zhar nodded. "They can stay. They still have training to finish as well, right?"
"I can take over their training if you want to take over Kira's," Ytol suggested.
Zhar's memory again flashed in his head. He remembered something he kept in storage for many years from one of his first explorations. "I can do that. Perhaps I can teach her how to use a sword now."
It was Ytol's turn to look surprised. "A sword already? Are you sure about that?"
"From what you told me, I think so. If she can get past Jiralhanae, surely she can handle a sword?"
His friend grunted in agreement. "When will we start their training again?"
"In a few days I think. We will all need some recovery time." He spent the next hour telling Ytol about the mission he'd been called away on, and about what had happened to Finn.
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