He propped himself up—the effort alone drained him—and quickly assessed his condition.,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.,"Don't worry, the soldiers of the collective will never abandon their comrades!" she said crisply, inspecting her rifle with meticulous care.。