Page 2922

As for Hoss, things were looking less great over there. Arida, one of the largest cities on the continent, had turned into a battleground, and civilian casualties were reportedly skyrocketing.

The fact that such reports were making it out at all, though, was a minor comfort. That alone meant that their situation still wasn't as bad as the one in Sair. But yeah, it was still pretty fucking worrying, especially because there were supposedly three Vanguardian marshals in Hoss, at the moment.

Garovel seemed to think that might be old news by now, though. It was quite possible that one or more of those marshals had left to provide reinforcements for Sair, which certainly needed them. If so, then the situation in Hoss was probably only going to get more intense from here.

When it came to reciprocating intel, however, Hector found himself reluctant. Stoutamire just sort of volunteered all this stuff, so Hector felt it would be improper if he didn't return the favor for the Lorentians, but still...

Sharing details gathered by the active teams in Callum and Vantalay was a big deal. He didn't want to say the wrong thing and potentially endanger them. Plus, all of this stuff was treading awfully close to sensitive information regarding the existence of reapers and how they fueled the strength of all those "superhuman soldiers" out there.

He was uncertain how much he should reveal.

Garovel wasn't, though. He didn't want Hector to say shit, other than the most vague things imaginable. "Sair is trying to regroup" or "the conflict is intensifying." Stuff like that.

Which was what Hector ended up doing. Maybe that was a little unfair to the Lorentians, but Hector saw the wisdom in Garovel's thinking. For the time being. Their government hadn't really earned that level of trust yet, he felt.

But he'd probably have to come to a clearer decision about that sooner or later, he figured.