Ebio watched the two levely, wondering what type of "deal" these two had worked out. She watched, checking only briefly that the door was indeed closed and turning back to the two.<br/>She hadn't been so close to a General in a long time. It made her uneasy, as most things did. Puppeteers every movement made her tighten her grip on her weapon, knuckles turning white as she stayed silent, knowing her place, and became only the ears.<br/>Perhaps this man would have a better strategy than the ones the others had produced.<br/>She supposed anything would be better than the blind faith these demons had in something so corruptible as explosives. She felt a momentary flash of disgust and quelled the emotion by thinking of other things.<br/>Now was no the time. Let them weaken themselves on their new toys. A child could shoot a gun, but it took a master to wield blades, a disciple to use his fists.<br/>She settled back to watch, thinking these thoughts, body tense.