Commander of the platoon.
Elijah had never imagined or even contemplated the situation he found himself in. How did he end up entangled in the plans of the Master Deformity, forced to accept them without a choice? He had no idea what would unfold, but the weight of responsibility on his shoulders was immense. Elijah couldn't afford to take this lightly.
Perched atop a fallen tree, he contemplated hard, trying to figure out how to lead his troops. Managing 25 individuals was no easy task, especially considering his age. He was only 17! Would his future troops even heed his words? Elijah's knees trembled slightly. That was not a good idea. It was all wrong, thought Elijah.
He waited for the other platoon commanders to continue their journey, each leading their respective units. Meanwhile, Elijah had no clue which soldiers would be under his command.
