Customly, Gordaldo obeyed as did the other soldiers with the unthinking, automatic swiftness of a machine; they walked shoulder to shoulder weapons in tow, wearing black armor branded with a wolf bearing a broken sword. And thus, the partially ruined settlement filled with concerted steps of armed men and their beasts of warfare and blaze as they secured roadways, buildings and removed obstacles from their path.
“ We don't deserve to be here, ” Gordaldo thought in compunction: all around him architecture nothing short of beautiful rested upon crumbled and derelict foundations, sorrowfully destroyed by the terrible conflict with the Urk. “ Even our barbaric enemies understood such …show more content…
Thus he gathered his bearings and marched forward understanding that the current situation outweighed personal feelings and that orders were absolute. However, Gordaldo hadn't disregarded his feelings entirely; he could not so as long as they gnawed at the back of his mind, reminding him of dreadful screams interspersed among memories of tidal waves; a capsized ship in deep waters, and drowning. But so like those imposing waves immortalized inside Gordaldo's memory, the Artifact remained coldly unconcerned about every thought, movement, and endeavor unfolded near its circular