The self inflicted psychological warfare had exceeded all expectations.
What should have been a disciplined military force had become a collection of individuals more concerned with their own contamination than with defense.
Selphira smiled. "That boy's weapons have proven more effective than expected."
"They can't trust each other. For a while they don't know who's infected and who isn't."
Julius studied the enemy behavior. "Indeed.. It's like they're fighting against themselves."
Their enemies had become their own worst enemy, suspicion and fear accomplishing what direct assault might never have achieved.
"Exactly," Selphira nodded, her impatience finally showing again. "So it's about time to put your numbers to work as you declared more than an hour ago."
One of the veterans cleared his throat, bringing attention back to immediate military concerns. "Orders, sir?"
Julius straightened, feeling the weight of the moment settle on his shoulders like a familiar cloak.
