“Get your soldiers to the wall.” The man’s head lolled, but Dahlen lifted it. “If I hear word of a single man or woman among your number not fighting, I will personally put their head on a block come the rising sun. And I will be the one who swings the blade. Do you understand?” The man nodded, his good hand holding the wrist of his shattered one. Dahlen gripped Erdhardt’s shoulder. “You ready to give this place one more day?”
Darlene is hardcore
