"Doctor Foster is the one that doesn't inject poison into our members, don't worry," Evan called out, a few yards away, before turning back to the soldier at his side.
"What's left on Eurydice that they'd go large-scale just to get it?" he asked, waving a hand at the barren landscape. "Even with us here, there isn't much competition."
"Probably somethin' they can shoot at someone," answered the soldier, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "That's all Gladsheim is after nowadays anyway." He nudged Evan gently on the upper arm, canting his head. "You should know. Recon unit, ain't ya?"
Evan shook his head, waving a hand in the air near his head. "I hear...things."
Meanwhile, the attending soldier leaned forward a little to inspect the sorry sight of his Captain's leg, attention flitting between the bloody wound and the superior officer's face, making sure he didn't drop off into shock or unconsciousness. "How's it looking?" he asked, slight anxiousness bleeding into his voice.
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"What's left on Eurydice that they'd go large-scale just to get it?" he asked, waving a hand at the barren landscape. "Even with us here, there isn't much competition."
"Probably somethin' they can shoot at someone," answered the soldier, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "That's all Gladsheim is after nowadays anyway." He nudged Evan gently on the upper arm, canting his head. "You should know. Recon unit, ain't ya?"
Evan shook his head, waving a hand in the air near his head. "I hear...things."
Meanwhile, the attending soldier leaned forward a little to inspect the sorry sight of his Captain's leg, attention flitting between the bloody wound and the superior officer's face, making sure he didn't drop off into shock or unconsciousness. "How's it looking?" he asked, slight anxiousness bleeding into his voice.