[In a mission as prolonged as this one, casualties are inevitable. Reiju isn't especially attached to life, but . . .
A memory lances through the kitchen, swift and sudden: An airborne Reiju crashes into the ground from a lethal barrage of flames. One of her brothers calls out her name from the sky, but another—the eldest of them—shouts, "Leave her! Niji, Yonji! That's what happens to the weak. Do your job!"
Once it fades, Reiju smiles wryly. That brother of hers is so unlovely, but it's true that she broke the line with her fall, and this neatly segues into her next point:] As a mercenary, the mission is paramount.
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[In a mission as prolonged as this one, casualties are inevitable. Reiju isn't especially attached to life, but . . .
A memory lances through the kitchen, swift and sudden: An airborne Reiju crashes into the ground from a lethal barrage of flames. One of her brothers calls out her name from the sky, but another—the eldest of them—shouts, "Leave her! Niji, Yonji! That's what happens to the weak. Do your job!"
Once it fades, Reiju smiles wryly. That brother of hers is so unlovely, but it's true that she broke the line with her fall, and this neatly segues into her next point:] As a mercenary, the mission is paramount.