"Playing Favorites Now, Are We?"
Kabul, Afghanistan;
Diablos's Villa, 16:30;
Rong Xinghe descended the stairs quietly, her gaze fixed on the group of men surrounding Xi Yuan as they discussed the intel they'd gathered with him. They had sworn their loyalty to her years ago, yet somehow, her darling had managed to win them over in just a matter of days. These were the very men she had once fought beside, competed against, and led through countless trials to earn her position as Xanvoria's Military Chief. They were not in the habit of taking commands from anyone but her. In fact, they did not respond well to being ordered around.
Not that she had any issues with Xi Yuan getting along with her battle-hardened allies; it was heartwarming to watch the men standing against her, for her.