EARTH
EDEN CITY
"Steady my friends! Steady!" Lynwe's voice echoed softly across the fortified position she rested behind. She turned her amber eyes on the heavy machine gun and its Lycavorian Spartan gunner as the sun began to make its way into the clear sky. "Do not fire until there are at least a dozen that have cleared the entrance."
The Lycavorian nodded confidently. "We want them bunched up under the others." He spoke. "Yes General Lynwe… you have said this six times in the last hour alone." He spoke with no malice in his voice, turning his dark eyes to her with a grin.
"I am micromanaging aren't I Steffan?" Lynwe asked with a smile of her own.
