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Lock was drained of energy, yet he still kept a fast pace walk despite his heavy armour. The racket his armour made meant he couldn’t hear Eve’s footsteps and as such he wasn’t aware of Eve until she started to talk. As he listened to Eve he did not slow down at all. Luckily she seem willing and able to keep at the same pace. After hearing the start of his first name from Eve he came to a complete halt. Slowly he turns to Eve.

“I demand the utmost respect from all my soldiers, as such I refuse to addressed by my first name. However, as a fellow Commander you can call me Alexander if you wish” Lock smiles at Eve. As he had thought someone so young and female would have to be one hell of a tactician to reach the level of Commander. “I see that your eager to find a solution to this pressing problem we have. I agree its important to know each others team. My team is raw hide ready to be made into leather. They all have developed skills , but there is a lot of friction in my team due to personality differences and completely different training methods. Judge purely by skill we are mainly close range with one long distance sniper. But I can tell you from my experience that the other dome’s team are much better trained” Lock’s face was filled with worry. He was unsure of weather his soldiers would be able to follow his command or weather he even knew them well enough to command them correctly. “Eve, may I call you Eve? The truth is our chances of winning this next encounter is less than 50% and it will all come down to working together. Something the other side has already had practice at, when we have had none. I predict that the only reason why we are going forward with it is due to pressure the good General is under from the rest of this dome. The reason why I say this to you is that although we should hope to win, its perhaps a good idea to prepare to lose. Just be prepared to deal with the low moral that follows a defeat. Now, any concerns about your team? I hope they were kind and gave you an easier to organized team” Lock looked to his door that was only a few feet away from him. It was very important to get along well with Eve due to her role in all this, but the siren song of Lock’s bed was loud.

Suddenly a large soldier that Lock recognized from the briefing approached Eve. His attitude seemed very out of place here and Lock was wondering if the General had gone mad bringing someone like this here to fight for us. As he thought about it, Lock couldn’t help but give a slight chuckle “you don’t seem to understand. You’re a soldier now, part of the most important type of army that exists in this era and this is the person in charge of you. Weather its commanding you off a cliff or to dress up as a woodland critter you have to obey” Lock came closer to the man. So closer that he could whisper his last line “If you don’t obey, I assure you, your life as a combater will be over for good” giving one last stare Lock marches to his room, keeping an ear open for any trouble.