The two trrarrusians started running from the scene, over a fence, and through a corridor made by soldiers, towards one of the evacuation spaceships.
“More?! Sh*t, get in fast!”
The line of soldiers kept strong even after the spaceship had taken off without them. That day, Pryatlou was lost, together with millions of soldiers.
Thousands of ships waited in high orbit, orbiting a planet to which they would never be able to return, at least not in the near future.
“So, who have I saved from his really stupid error?”
“Uh?”
“Your name.”
“Oh, Souby.”
“I’m Taulsu, great to meet you.”
“What were you doing near that shed?”
“Uhh… Well, don’t tell anyone, but I tried escaping recruitment.”
“Wait, really?!”
“Shh! Whatever, I have learnt from my error with this invasion, they recruit us for a reason.”
Silence creeped in for a few seconds.
“… It’s lost…”
“Don’t think we could have done much more,” he replies, getting away from the window, “but we can get it back. And much more.”
Souby was confused by his words. Since that day, they would become inseparable.