Imperial side: Aftermath of the Black Sun
"General Gregor." A stormtrooper saluted, as stern man got off the truck transporting him away from his captivity. "It's good to have you back."
"Yes yes." The General waved it off and glared at the man. "What's the situation been like in my absence? I doubt the witch messed things up too badly."
Silence. Gregor narrowed his eyes as the soldier shifted nerously around him.
"Speak up!" He snapped. "What happened!"
The stormtrooper looked to a scout who looked to an engineer who looked to a red armored officer who sighed. "General…you're in command now."
"What?" He must have misheard.
"The latest assault had…complete casualties. Outside of General Blest there were no survivors, and even then…"
A haunting, piercing scream sounded out from inside the camp.
"...She is in no condition to lead."
Gregor's face could have been mistaken for stone in that moment, a combination of shock and iron composure keeping anything from showing on his face, before he grit his teeth with a snarl and swore. "His majesty knows?"
"Of course sir."
"Fine. Get me to the command center, I'll salvage this somehow."
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Elsewhere…
"General?" Oswald stood outside of Selvaria's tent with a tray of food and some water. "It's me Oswald, I have your lunch.
…No response.
So after waiting for another minute he stepped inside taking care to be quiet and not startle her.
Selvaria…wasn't doing very well. Physically she was fine, but…she'd been near catatonic once they found her some distance away from the battlefield. She was conscious at least, but her eyes couldn't seem to focus on them or anything at all actually always dilated and darting in every direction.
Her body shook almost constantly possibly involuntarily but no one was sure if that was from terror or a side effect of whatever it was that monster did too her.
She barely even reconized him, and he was the only ones who could get close to her without having her lash out in fear with some fragment of her powers.
…It was almost like she had reverted to a frightened child.
Her eyes flicked briefly to him and his delivery from her place on the cot before hurriedly glancing away. She almost flinched when he set the tray on her bedside table and took a seat.
"You need to eat General…you know you're safe here right? The monsters are far away and we'd protect you."
…She didn't answer, opting to curl up and stare into space.
He waited for a minute, partially to see if she would respond, and partially so she wouldn't be alone. Eventually he sighed. "Would you like me to lea-"
Her eyes snapped to him and he froze under their desperate intensity. He rose his hands in silent surrender and sat there, the two of them looking at each other.
…
"You are…alive?" It hurt to hear her say that with such little confidence.
"Yes…yes general I am."
"What about… the others?" She hesitated and he did as well. She took his silence as an answer. "I see…"
She didn't say anything else, but if only for a little while, she had calmed down.
Oswald left the tent a little bit later with an empty tray, and Selvaria staring blankly at the tent's ceiling.
"Please get better quickly." He whispered once he was away. Perhaps it was a prayer, though he wasn't sure who would answer.
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AN: ...I hope she gets better, and as much as I hate that this happened I hope this will help us save her.
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