"Prepare the mounts!" Misa commanded.
"Brigadier Misa," a soldier saluted, "Sodom is here to report."
"Send him forth."
The soldier immediately saluted and disappeared behind the platform. Not long after, a different soldier arrived. He looked much younger than the previous one. His name was Sodom.
"Master!" Sodom hurried over. "Are we really going to fight the people living here?"
"Sodom, I already told you. We must. For our people," Misa responded firmly.
"The soldiers who had come before us said that the locals here are crafty and cunning. In fact, we have only been experiencing losses after conquering the first empire! Can't we just wait for a general or an elder?" Sodom said, worry apparent in his voice. His foot rapidly tapped on the floor as his anxiety gnawed on him.
Misa sighed.
If only it were that simple.
