[member="Elincia Alanis"], [member="Tegaea Alcori"], [member="Abaigeal E'ron"]
"Nothing except a battle lost can be half so melancholy as a battle won."
The castle was finally theirs and the Banner of the Angelii had risen upon its last tower, dancing in the howling wind. Kaida rolled her eyes when Elincia screamed as loudly as her lungs would permit her.
"Wing Leader Zar, would you kindly pull her down?" Her tone suggested that this was clearly not a request. And so Elincia would suddenly find herself lifted off her feet and pulled into the air by an invisible hand, before she was slowly levitated down until her feet touched the ground.
A healer would quickly be on the spot to see to her. "I guess that ends round one," Kaida said dryly as she looked upon the ruins, along with the corpses and cadavres that were strewn across the broken ground. The Xioquo had fought to the death. No quarter had been given and the Eldorai had not been inclined to take prisoners. There was a foul stench in the air, that of death.
Looking to the Angelii, her eyes fell upon each of them, exchanging no words but her helmet met the eyes of each Eldorai. Something passed between them, but it was unspoken, encouragement without grand speeches and elaborate gestures. "Tirathana expects every Eldorai to do her duty. Get the heavily wounded onto the transports. Patch up your wounds, stock up on ammunition. The fight's not over," she ordered simply. And that was that. Her whole body seemed to ache and her hand was shaking.
However, as she was about to walk away she felt Askari's hand on her shoulder. It was an insistent tug. "That goes for you as well, Lady Seraph. Healers are waiting," the Host Leader said bluntly.
Beneath her helmet, Kaida glowered at the woman. "I'm fine. Go see to your unit and inform Lady Alcori the fort's taken," she stated gruffly, feeling more than a little peeved at being contradicted.
"Ma'am, you look like hell and I should know. You get yourself fixed up, or you'll be deader than doornails and endagering your battle sisters. So for the love of the Goddess cut the crap. With all due respect." Ice-cold looks passed between the two Angelii, before Kaida felt a sharp pain in her chest and had to lean against a pillar to keep herself from falling over. Her legs felt like jellie.
"Fine. We'll address about your insubordination later. Find out how Tempest is doing."
"Yes, Lady Seraph. Now let a sodding healer look at you."
Kaida, who at this point needed help walking and was probably about to fall over, soon found herself in the care of one before she could make an acidic retort. Meanwhile, Tempest's comm beeped, as the Seraph's 2IC tried to call the Firemane assault team.
"Nothing except a battle lost can be half so melancholy as a battle won."
The castle was finally theirs and the Banner of the Angelii had risen upon its last tower, dancing in the howling wind. Kaida rolled her eyes when Elincia screamed as loudly as her lungs would permit her.
"Wing Leader Zar, would you kindly pull her down?" Her tone suggested that this was clearly not a request. And so Elincia would suddenly find herself lifted off her feet and pulled into the air by an invisible hand, before she was slowly levitated down until her feet touched the ground.
A healer would quickly be on the spot to see to her. "I guess that ends round one," Kaida said dryly as she looked upon the ruins, along with the corpses and cadavres that were strewn across the broken ground. The Xioquo had fought to the death. No quarter had been given and the Eldorai had not been inclined to take prisoners. There was a foul stench in the air, that of death.
Looking to the Angelii, her eyes fell upon each of them, exchanging no words but her helmet met the eyes of each Eldorai. Something passed between them, but it was unspoken, encouragement without grand speeches and elaborate gestures. "Tirathana expects every Eldorai to do her duty. Get the heavily wounded onto the transports. Patch up your wounds, stock up on ammunition. The fight's not over," she ordered simply. And that was that. Her whole body seemed to ache and her hand was shaking.
However, as she was about to walk away she felt Askari's hand on her shoulder. It was an insistent tug. "That goes for you as well, Lady Seraph. Healers are waiting," the Host Leader said bluntly.
Beneath her helmet, Kaida glowered at the woman. "I'm fine. Go see to your unit and inform Lady Alcori the fort's taken," she stated gruffly, feeling more than a little peeved at being contradicted.
"Ma'am, you look like hell and I should know. You get yourself fixed up, or you'll be deader than doornails and endagering your battle sisters. So for the love of the Goddess cut the crap. With all due respect." Ice-cold looks passed between the two Angelii, before Kaida felt a sharp pain in her chest and had to lean against a pillar to keep herself from falling over. Her legs felt like jellie.
"Fine. We'll address about your insubordination later. Find out how Tempest is doing."
"Yes, Lady Seraph. Now let a sodding healer look at you."
Kaida, who at this point needed help walking and was probably about to fall over, soon found herself in the care of one before she could make an acidic retort. Meanwhile, Tempest's comm beeped, as the Seraph's 2IC tried to call the Firemane assault team.