"Fair enough. Right this way."<br/>She led the way to Etzali's quarters, hand remaining on her weapon.<br/>Perhaps this "tactician" would see the situation her way. Bombs were not enough, they would need the Searing Eye to boost their dwindling numbers. If not...if his plans were just as short-sighted...she suspected she'd be repeating her actions from the Homefront. The Command had failed, so had the plans. All that'd remained was a small group of soldiers such as herself. The others had gone rabid. They became liabilities. But those bodies were burned and scattered, no evidence of who, what they were, no evidence of who had put them down.<br/>She reminded herself that this was much closer to civilization, and, thus, so saith her old Mentor, closer to sanity.<br/>Ebio entered the threshhold, nodding to the guards and called, "Etzali. Puppeteer here to see you."<br/>Her hands tightened. If the leader did not immediately recognize the stranger she would put him down, and eradicate yet another threat.