>>5866765>>5866769>>5866784>>5867077>>5867162>>5867800“When will she wake up?” You say as you hastily walk after her.
“When she heals her wounds.” The she-thing says as she continues her stride past the curtain doors.
“Am I healing her?” You ask as you rush past the two unmoving guards flanking the curtain doors, your robes snatching on the steel bayonet attached to the rifle barrel.
You hear a “Yes.” From outside, glimpse to the side and see her form elegantly, like a olympic diver, falling out the window. By the time you run to the window, she is already gone.
You slump into one of the chairs to rest. Eventually, you call a pair of servants to drag you back to your room. You wake up the next morning and are immediately briefed by the AI.
“The army of thirty thousand has retreated and dispersed.”
By the midday, after you have properly shaken yourself awake, you start observing the inteligence reports.
“In the south, the Kommunalists, following failed negotiations, led by Sandro Saks are engaging in a large pitched battle in the swamps against the followers of the ‘maiden’. The engaged forces counted six divisions on the Kommunalist side and four on the ‘maiden’ side. Currently, the battle is a stalemate.”
“In the north-east, the Kommunalists are mounting desparate attacks on Hunhe as 3 divisions worth of men are attempting to take the northen of the twin cities to secure a connection to the Tein Kommunalist cell, which itself is under attack by a police brigade.”
“Further west, a police regiment has been driven out of Ucht and it’s remnants are desparately fighting for Nass. If they fail to protect Nass, the holy city of Yunqi will be the next on the chopping block.”
“Lei has started hiring offworld mercenaries to supplement his own guard and has sent some of his personal bodyguard to roam the streets of Yunqi, snatching girls and boys for an upcoming party. He has granted the authority over these mercenaries to a certain Ryan Doyle, a capitalist and industrialist, also his favourite drinking partner.”
Taking in the inteligence reports and forwarding a good chunk of them to your advisors, you give them some time before calling another council meeting. In the evening, you meet with the now expanded council, having decided to invite the mercenary leader who led the assault into the factory district and who ended up leading the decisive assault on the housing area.
You start the meeting with a prayer thanking the black lady for the victory and good fortunes, the council members repeating it after you and the mercenary captain intently observing your eyeless face.
“You summoned me?” The thick necked man named Nino asks with his clear and domineering voice.
“We will make use of your military expertease.” Jivan replies before turning to you. “Do you wish for a rundown?”
You nod.
