Tarian sauntered through the forest with his detachment with no signs of any of his people that went missing during the assault. He reached for his radio and depressed the button calling out to Keldon. “Hey Kel, have you had any luck over there?”
“No love on our route.” Came the stoic response from Tarian’s friend. “I think we have to call the search.”
“No, we need to keep looking, Kel,” Tarian replied with weariness bleeding into his tone.
Tarian marched through the dense forest, his detachment trailing behind. Upon entering a small clearing, Tarian retrieved his radio. “Everyone on me, I’ve found a clearing, and I want to regroup.” As a series of confirmations rang out, he switched his radio to another channel as he leaned against a tree. “Kel, has your team found anything?”
“No luck in our sector,” Keldon said, his voice weary, “I think it’s time to call the search.”
“Negative, we need to keep looking, Kel.” Tarian pushed off the tree and peered through the foliage, catching hints of his people.
“You’re the boss,” Keldon said. After a few silent moments, his voice emerged from the radio. “However, I think we’ll have better results if we double up.”
“I’m not sure that’ll—“
“It’s a great idea, considering what we’ve encountered on this planet.”
Tarian banged the radio against his head and sighed. He recognized Keldon’s stubborn streak. “Fine, we just found a clearing.”
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