As night fell over the city of Zione, the chess pieces Lyle had planted started moving.
The Lieutenant Commanders hadn't taken a break since entering the city, instead, they had not only gone with Lyle to the hospital but had a more important plan as well.
Many officers, as well as soldiers, had received a letter in their quarters.
[ The revolution is upon us, whoever wishes to join us, wear this crest on your sleeve, those that do not shall be eliminated from this world. ]
Of course, Lyle didn't think many would take the crest and wear it. He hadn't even placed the same crest nor the same letter in the quarters.
Each crest was different, and the location of where to wear it was different for each person.
