"But, his power armor is busted, and now this Are you going to make us drag him back step by step" The voice that had been ready to give up sounded more frantic now.,It's unrealistic to expect a young woman, clad in armor stained with blood and dust, her face marred by grime and fatigue, to be graced with the scent of flowers. Of course, even if she were weary from travel, she wouldn't appear disheveled in the slightest. Underneath her neatly styled golden bob lay a face with sharp features and eyes that glowed an impossible crimson red for any normal Earthling. Full of life yet piercingly sharp, she was indeed a striking beauty.,His tone was resolute, but perhaps a little too resolute, making it seem somewhat contrived.。