I looked between Rain and Landis. “To make this work, I need tactical command. The Keepers and soldiers in the attack have to be following my direct orders.” Rain snorted. “It’s not a joke,” I said. “Verus, there’s no way in hell Nimbus is giving you command,” Rain said. “Hate to break it to you.” “It’s not Nimbus’s support I need,” I said. “He might be director, but it’s the two of you that the Order of the Star and the Order of the Shield really trust. Being assigned command doesn’t matter a damn if the troops won’t listen. But the Keepers do listen to both of you.”
