Chapter Thirty-Six

Rudderwick grunts as he normally does, folding his massive arms across his equally massive chest. He’s by far the largest one here at looking close to 7 feet, but it could just be his boots, you muse. You’re starting to pick up on his cues and his small gruff grunts are affirmation that he either agrees or on board, somewhat. If he isn’t using his voice then he’s all for it. The other soldiers nod in assessment. Helena looks at you as you holster your father’s blaster at your hip. When you look up your eyes meet and for a fraction of a second, time stands still.

“Alright folks, let’s gear up! Heading down in 30!” She breaks contact and moves over the weapons that were wheeled out on a hover cart. The team gathered around and began stocking up on ammo and grabbing weapons for the mission.