Lacier stared at the brigade of women she had chosen herself. She analyzed her choices, she had wanted to get the best warriors possible as she wouldn’t be accompanying them on this assignment. Lacier focused her gaze on Trus Sera, a confident women in her twenties with her hair cut short. Trus stared back at her with a look of alertness in her eyes. Lacier had chosen Trus for her sharp hand to hand combat skills. She had once fought a group of five of Temorvick’s minions by herself without using weapons or magic.
Luci Zeni stood next to Trus. Her enthusiasm was visible in the way she stood. As the youngest warrior being sent out, she was the most promising as she was very smart and could work out complex puzzles in seconds. Her long blond hair was neatly tied back so that stray hairs couldn’t get into her eyes. She was always complaining that when her hair got in her eyes it stopped her concentrating so she had to tie it back.
Once Lacier felt confident that she had chosen the right mix of soldiers to secure Earth she nodded at Polly who was finishing off a chocolate cake.
Lacier watched helplessly as Polly and the group of twenty women disappeared from her sight and left for Earth.