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Iolite's mind: What the..

Iolite throws off the cuffs and runs towards her trench. While the soldiers are blinded, she easily reached it and jumped inside. Soldiers of her brigade littered the insides of the trench, running from side to side, yelling and talking. Nothing was understandable.

Squad commander: All forces! Pack up, we're retreating!

The soldiers all stop talking. Retreating? Iolite thought they were winning the battle.

A soldier stands up, boldly defying rank.

Soldier: Retreating?! Why? I thought we were winning!

Iolite's mind: My thoughts exactly.

Commander: We are outgunned! At this rate, the enemy artillery will pummle us into the ground!

Iolite: And what about the other squads? They don't know that we're retreating!

Commander: They will have to sacrifice themselves to protect us!

Iolite's mind: ''What!? That's sick! We can't leave our friends behind like this!''

Iolite: That's sick! We can't leave them behind!

Commander: Private! You are in no position to decide! Follow orders!

Iolite sits down, defeated and grumbling. She packs her things and prepared to retreat to the rear-line trench.