Born to Kill
The Velucia Incident
"It says... 'Dedicated to Michael Gauge, 5th Commander of the Dominion Armies.
May his soul pass on to the Father unhindered by the horrors of this valley'."
"A lot of these graves are unmarked. Michael Gauge was just one of the lucky ones, in a sense..."
"Nobody was lucky to die here. Not at all."
"You might be right about that."
The commander stood up and turned away from the Chantry Gravestone, turning to the valley before them. At the end was their destination, after all the distance traversed through a land ruined and wrought with danger, was the city of Velucia.
The boy beside the commander smirked and took the lead.
"Well, can't keep the dead waiting, can we?" The boy impetuously commented as he folded his arms behind his head, casually strolling into the valley. The commander sighed and then glanced to the troops.
"Fore! We march!" He called out, as the army got ready and moved onwards.