Distant whistles echoed from the cave, along with orders being barked at soldiers who approached rapidly.

"Why... Why won't you just let me die with you?"

Her shaky hand holding the gun finally lowered as she slumped over in defeat. The shield couldn't serve its purpose, no matter how hard she tried.

The piles of corpses surrounding them almost seemed to mock her.

"Margaret."

The hooded jaeger calmly addressed her as she patted the vanguard's shoulder, but her eyes told her that she was no longer there.

"This is the end for me, but not for you."

"Protecting is what you do best, isn't it?"

She picked up the bloody shock trooper kit and pushed it into her friend's arms. Everyone's efforts shan't go to waste.

"Just protect this."

As the vanguard ran away, Royalists burst through the barricades. She drew her revolver and shot at the stockpile of dynamite.