Beldic: Really? Hm...
Kros: Stay your knife, boy. We need them, and we can't have you going crazy on us. ...er... crazier.
Beldic: Yes, yes. You're right.
Kros: We'll have to get you some kills then. If you're holding up well, maybe you can each hold two. Who knows, maybe more? I might be able to take another myself.
Beldic: You'll leave me behind... you'll kill me!
Kros: Calm down. You have your part in all this, too. Even if you're too weak to help us fight in the end, you can help us plan, organize... whatever needs to be done. Those are as important as the fighting itself, you know. I remember a few tidbits of military strategy I studied, although of course most of that memory's gone now. They wiped much, but not all.
Beldic: Okay... great. Let's get these two their kills.
Kros: Lovely. Let's see how smart you two are. Where do you think you should go for an ambush in these parts? Can't stray too far, here there be monsters. Human monsters, aye, but monsters all the same. |