If she's here... no. It doesn't make sense. She's just one, albeit very strong, woman. Just one individual. What the hell can one person do against all of that?
There has to be something - how many times did he think that? Did all of them think that? That there was time, that planning, any amount of it, could make a difference. His birthplace is gone. The planet is a smoldering wreck. How - ?
He shakes his head, going slack against the bindings. "We're too damn late." The Reapers are here. Everything was in vain.
There's a shotgun in the dirt by his feet. One with a blade attachment. A weapon dropped, the fight given up. If Diana looks at it, so much as glances at it, light crackles over the weapon. It makes for a strange shape.
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There has to be something - how many times did he think that? Did all of them think that? That there was time, that planning, any amount of it, could make a difference. His birthplace is gone. The planet is a smoldering wreck. How - ?
He shakes his head, going slack against the bindings. "We're too damn late." The Reapers are here. Everything was in vain.
There's a shotgun in the dirt by his feet. One with a blade attachment. A weapon dropped, the fight given up. If Diana looks at it, so much as glances at it, light crackles over the weapon. It makes for a strange shape.