Lydalia listened as Wiegraf gave them not so official permission to rescue the moogle. It was both a noble gesture, and a tactical one at the same time. And the rookie squire unit was the best situation with this mission. Damon took a leadership role, offering up tactical position for the group members, and while her position in the back alongside the chemist denied her personal glory, it was the best option for the unit. “It is a good plan Damon. No Ordallian dogs will get past me, and there will be no survivors this time.”<br/><br/>She watched the chocobos race off, and took stock of who remained behind. Piero, the chemist and medic, as well as the common woman who had made her home of the fort. She was their last line of defense. Well, Piero seemed to know how to handle a weapon, even managed to kill an unarmored woman, so he would be valuable back up at least. The woman wasn’t even dressed for combat, so the unit would have to ensure her safety.<br/><br/>Glancing on the ground, Lydalia picked up a shield from the Ordallian knight she killed, as well as his sword. It was good iron, better than the scraps given to the squires. Looking back at the ones she was charged with protecting, she just shrugged, “The dead certainly don’t need them, right? Now come on, and stay close. This is our chance to reclaim that moogle.”<br/><br/>(Lydalia changed her job to Knight)