Still lost in her thoughts, as she watched the forest roll by. Her fingers tapped a slow, steady rhythm on her knee, eyes half-lidded in thought. Her mind lingered on the new tactics she'd just laid out for the team.
Small teams. Precision shots. Test out the powers. Learn to control it. It was a good strategy, but good strategies had a habit of breaking apart the moment something unexpected happened. And something always happens.
The trees looked thicker, older, and their roots bulged out of the ground like veins on a clenched fist. She noticed it, but she didn't say anything right away. Because she felt like she was being watched and had to think about tactics and backup plans all the time, she couldn't clear her mind.
"Captain?"
