[i]It was difficult for Alpha to get a shot in once the phalanx was heading into the flow of combat, but she could manage one, when the captain turned back, ordering his men to head in.[/i] [i]From there, the captain would begin to escort a bloodied, beaten Trayven woman, from the battlefield. Her hair was a brilliant white color, stained with blood red, as her figure stumbled with each step. She was apparently stabbed in the shoulder.[/i] "Move, bаstard." [i]That was all that the captain would say. Alpha could go ahead and take the shot, potentially save the young woman as well. Though.. bаstard was a unique term to use.[/i]