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When the wretched alien is gone, you continue on your way. You change your tactics and avoid the main streets, instead choosing to slip from one house to another . You use your small stature to squeeze through shafts, and drag yourself under the architecture. You continue forward until you hear a sound. Inside one of the houses that you find yourself shifting under, loud whispers. You draw yourself forward for a peek. Before you is one of your fellow sisters in training, about your age. She is buried under a collapsed beam, yet is calm enough not to shout. Another sister, perhaps two years older, attempts to lift the beam off her. She is strong, but she cannot lift it alone.
Yet they are not alone at all, a group of villagers are huddled together not too far away, but they do not come out into the open to help. Their fear has overtaken them, they paralyzed with it. They do not have your training, but still you feel hate. You hate them for being weak.
>You will not abandon your sisters…
- Help lift the beam off your sister, the emperor has not only blessed you with stout arms and legs, but the mental fortitude to use them without restraint.
-Use a long metal rod as a wedge to help lift the beam, your mind is sharp and quick. The sisterhood knows the importance of a strong mind, as long as it’s pointed at the correct problem.
- Raise the spirits of the farmers, they will come to your aid if you embolden their spirit. You are a natural leader, your sisters often look to you for direction.