Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-29458028-20150215112738

"I ... rather not talk about it. Just know Aurora and my Uncle will both not return, after my order" said Levith, hanging his head.

"I ... I know that my uncle's not the end, though. There are people behind him. It's painfully obvious. I don't know when I can make it back, but I will solve it myself."

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Lyrissa was still waiting for the damned war to end. She wanted to get out of the inn, before the owner saw her in a maid dress and assumed she was one.

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Commander Zeill blew the plasma vapors from the barrel of his Auroran pistol as he stood in the middle of a group of dead Aurorans. Nobody took him out that easily. After he heard his daughter was kidnapped and of the airstrikes, he took many precautions.

Of course, he was sad for his daughter and Levith, but now was not the time to be sad. Commander Zeill spun around and casually blew the brains out of another Auroran traitor.

He had to get back to Louis as soon as possible. All these stupid traitors. Commander Zeill knew he only had a few people he could trust. Louis, Levith, his son, former empress Meridia ... and maybe his supposedly dead daughter.

He had met the shittiest welcome delegation ever...