A few kilometers away on a ridge overlooking the city, a handful of Hussar officers watched as the horrifying battle unfolded before them. Though most of them wore faces of defeat and despair, one was stoic throughout.
It seemed as though her face was carved out of stone - her expression was unblinking and unyielding despite the devastation her troops suffered. And although her eyes were lit by flame, her stare was cold and hard.
"Report," she said, her voice frigid.
One of her officers immediately came up beside her. His datapad was filled with all manner of battle reports, with one half scrolling blindly as new and updated intel scrolled by on the other.
"Colonel," he began, "the 201st Hussar Regiment's casualty report is still being compiled. Thus far however, sensors have detected
