[color=0080FF][h1]SMSgt. Helena "Hellcat" Vortzeria [/h1][/color] A small convoy of LCTs rolled into the base nearly right after the preliminary battle had launched. They all came to a stop just near the frontlines, deploying three squads of Avalian Airborne Assault troops. This group in particular was but a small chunk of the 909th Airborne Assault Group, sent to the strange new world officially as part of Avalia's contribution, but mostly as a vacation of sorts. The 909th was a harden group of insurgent hunters, and after a string of uprisings, they needed a break, and this was their perfect opportunity. However, these soldiers, now surrounded by smoldering, shallow craters and magical ice spikes sticking up from the ground, began to have second thoughts about this deployment. However, Sgt. Helena "Hellcat" Vortzeria wasn't bothered by the scene. Regardless of this battle, the situation was already infinity better than what she was used to. "For one, I'm not in the middle of enemy territory, surrounded." Helena thought as she waved goodbye to her comrades and went off to find her new patchwork squad. "Yeah, this should be fine. Fighting mages and knights will be hell of a lot better than some crazed cultist or angry farmer with a rocket launcher. Well.... that giant dead troll over there does challenge that thought, but ahhh fuck it, I'll cross that bridge when I get there." Helena thought as she walked around the lines, trying to find her squad. After awhile, Helena decided just to simply ask a nearby soldier. Spotting a Corporal she yelled to him as she approached. "Hey, Pretty Boy! You know where the hell Captain Saiyako's squad is? Can't seem to find anyone amongst this mob." As she got closer, Helena was able to see the open fields before the lines. Thousands, if not tens of thousands of bodies, horses, swords, and monsters alike lay dead or dying in the field. She couldn't help but whistle at the sight. "Fuck me.... I guess this was a god damn slaughter, wasn't it?" she commented aloud. [@SleepingSilence]