Anju
Sleeplessness abounds, and Anju arrives grim and dressed in her uniform already, having been assembling Dragoons and controlling city panic for countless hours now. Stray hairs have escaped the militaristic perfection of her bun, but the real sign of disarray comes from the tight lines around her eyes and mouth.
Everest's words are a perfect rejoinder, and she clears her throat softly. "Aside from minor damage from general panic and stampeding, we have no casualties or property destruction." Her expression is equally as grim as their advisor's, reluctant to admit such a thing when the destruction below is undeniable. "The Dragoons are prepared for orders for foreign aid if you want to make the call Sohalia." It's not a decision she can - or will - make on her own, but she suspected it would be the case strongly enough to have prepared them ahead of time.
Everest's words are a perfect rejoinder, and she clears her throat softly. "Aside from minor damage from general panic and stampeding, we have no casualties or property destruction." Her expression is equally as grim as their advisor's, reluctant to admit such a thing when the destruction below is undeniable. "The Dragoons are prepared for orders for foreign aid if you want to make the call Sohalia." It's not a decision she can - or will - make on her own, but she suspected it would be the case strongly enough to have prepared them ahead of time.
Faithfully I would prepare my works
to prove God's wrath was well deserved
to prove God's wrath was well deserved
