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Taao's smile drooped and transformed into a scowl and he looked back at his comrades and shook his head slowly " It's your mission, your decision, but if you ask me " he thrust his the pointer finger of his right hand down at the the gooey creature while his neck remained turned back to face them.

" I wouldn't trust this..thing, as far as I could throw it. I got a bad feeling about this thing, and my instincts are rarely misleading. I'd trust that other fighter before this thing, at least we know his allegiance is no longer to the enemy "

Come to think of it Taao scanned over the crowd searching for the horned alien but didn't see him, not in the crowd or near the fresh graves he'd made for him fallen comrades some ways off. Taao presumed the man had had enough and chose to go off on his own, which he thought was a shame. Whatever his name was one thing was clear, he was a just and honorable person who had no business fighting for a would be tyrant in the first place and Taao could saw the conflicting storm of emotions which raged in him after effectively aiding them in bringing down his dog of a commander. It was Taao's wish to parley with the soldier just once more as he still believed there was much they could learn of their enemy, who would no doubt be furious at them for ruining his ambitions.