One of the soldiers , Maeve , heard the commotion while still in her weak drowsy state and was able to recognize the presence of general Zerad . She heard what the chief said to him , and knew that there was no way he would be able to go through with the order.
" It's the law of the Wastelands Zerad , the weak must be weeded out to make way for the strong. This time we just got unlucky and became the weak ones while the vermin savages got away. There is a price to pay for that , so do what you must and we shall not hold grudges. We only hold grudges for the savages that try to think they can be equals with us ," Maeve started speaking , coughing out a spurt of thick blood from her mouth. When he heard her , Zerad immediately hid the lighter in the pocket and rushed over to her.
" You're still awake , that's good ," he said , lifting up her greasy chin that had gotten sticky from all the oil trickling down her face.
