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The Wisps, after finally reuniting with their other halves, were all smiles as they left their CO’s office. This time it felt genuine, unlike the smoke filled high that pulled at their lips on the past days. For them, reuniting with their Hijas was like ending the war and coming home to their loved ones. After all, it was their home away from home. Their heart. Their soul. As such, one could see the differences between each man’s Hija.

Persephone had the most basic Hija among the three. But the curve is a little longer, thinner, and a little more pronounced unlike the rest. It was as if she was holding on to a small scythe which would reflect how she usually used it. Marco’s own would have a smaller curve, but with a thicker body that made it look like a large cleaver. Lastly, Taiel’s Hija had small grooves near the bottom of the blade, near the hilt. He usually used his like a saw, which was useful especially when he had to scout somewhere where he would need to make makeshift bedrolls for himself.

While the three of them walked back towards their living space wondering who their new Sergeant would be, a familiar voice rung out from outside.

[quote][color=palevioletred]"Attention! Ze following Guardsmen are to report to me immediately as thair new NCO! Private Meris Fixun! Abhuman Khaz! Private Persephone Ignatz and all other former members of the 3rd Wisps light infantry! Private John Cecil Feeney! Private Marcus Gruber! Und private Ericsson Marshal!"[/color][/quote]

Persephone looked at Marco, wondering if she just heard who she thought she did. Marco looked back at her with a look of equal wonder laced with confusion.

The three enter the living space and they see their new petite sergeant slowly being crowded around by guardsmen. As such, they also followed suit and soon they were facing their new NCO, the very person whom they just shared a drugged up lho stick with just a day ago.

[color=darkkhaki]“Private Persephone Ignatz, reporting, ma’am!”[/color]

[b]“Private Marco Boucher, reporting, ma’am!” [/b]

[b]“Private Taiel Yuu, reporting, ma’am!” [/b]

They all showed their respect for her by saluting her with an Aquila until they were told to stop.

The silence took effect immediately after, until the large Abhuman asked a question. The three had to take a look at him for that. The question that he asked demanded the attention anyway. The others answered truthfully and with a lot pride. But Persephone felt like she didn’t have something to answer to the question. So she waited until she would get drowned by some other voice before speaking.

[color=darkkhaki]”When I landed the killing shot on one of those big things called… Nobz, I think.”[/color] Persephone said, almost quietly. She was ashamed that she didn’t have a kill as [i]grand[/i] as the others.