“Olivia killed your soldiers,” Lucky Break muttered, following behind her. She kept back far enough that she could try to run if Twilight’s demeanor changed. Though given what had just happened, she didn’t think her odds of an escape were particularly good. “I wish I knew how to apologize for something like that. I think most soldiers are trained to always try to escape. Something to do with… I don’t know. I’m not a soldier.”