Shadow glance out to the window, knowing that right now, Jerry was off aiding the Resistance with whatever plans he had brought forth. He hadn’t return for three days, and during those three days, that doubt, that fear of her foals gnawed at her mind. Yes she loved Jerry, yes she knew he loved her back...but her foals safety where a higher priority to her than pleasing Jerry.

Infact, she started to consider and questioned her position now more than ever. As much as she knew that being his red slave of love was good...her litter was going to be on the way, and she needs to be more than a slave. She needs to be a mother and a wife at once. And as much as she enjoy his dominance over her and the kinks they shared…

She knew that her foals were in danger if she kept being a slave...but the question was, what could she be then? There was a sort of hierarchy among the Castle. As obviously, the top was the Overlord, Gnarl was under him, she and Lovely were either equal or under Gnarl...and everyone else, aka the Minions-- were under them. So...who was under the Overlord, but over Gnarl at the same time?

She knew she was Jerry wife...but do Overlord even had ‘wives’ at all? She knew that in order to keep her foals, she need to stop being a slave and be a wife...but the question was, how? Obviously this might shaken up Jerry, but she can assure him she was his still, just not as a property and more as a wife. In a way...maybe be a actual wife in title and being than just a word? I mean, I wear more modest clothings outside of the room, I don’t mind calling him something beside Master...and I feel like he’s treating more more like a wife than a slave. then sigh, contemplating on how to tell this to Jerry…

Or better yet, try to get a idea of this ‘hierarchy’ of the Overlord works without Gnarl knowing. While the old minion serves Jerry...she doubts his interests align with her own. She hum, thinking of anyone else… then recalled Quaver as she smile and thought. He could tell me more, and he isn’t going to try to make things worse for me like Gnarl. turning around as she headed down to the throne room, as it was the usual place Quaver would be at.

Although as she made her way down to the throne room, seeing Gnarl nowhere, as she assumed he was watching Jerry with the Tower Heart. She heard the jingle of some bells, as she look to see Quaver practicing some moves as she came by him and spoke. “Hey Quaver, can I ask you something?”

Seeing the bard stopping as he said. “Ah, why greetings, what can this Jester do for you, my lady?”

She couldn’t help but smile, as she was glad that Quaver was nice, even if a bit odd, nice to her and the other ponies. “Well, I was wondering about something. Was there any woman of equal, or close to equal to the Overlord side? No slaves, no servants, but...a sort of equal in term of leading the Minions?” Quaver consider that and told.

“Why yes, a Mistress my lady! Mistress were known to be a equal in the Minion eyes, but under the mighty position of the Overlord!” Then made a short bow as he told. “In fact, my lady, there is already a Mistress among us, which is you.” Shadow was...honestly shocked by this as she asked.

“But..I thought you all saw me as a slave of sorts?”

The minion laugh as he told. “You are also declared as the Overlord wife, ergo, the Mistress! All you need really is to remove the collar and present a ring-- and all the Minions will know of your position.” then added with a laugh. “Maybe ask the Master to steal a ring for you!”

Shadow consider that some, as she smile as she said. “Thanks Quaver.” seeing the Minion bow, as she was about to turn to think this more-- before pausing, and glancing to to Quaver and asked. “Hey Quaver, why are you so helpful?” looking at him in curiosity as she asked on. “I mean, while I do appreciate the aid you given me, and Spree-- and even Jade and Jasmine...

“I mean, you don’t have to, but you seem...wanting to help and do what I ask.” The Jester hum as he tap his chin with his claw finger as he said.

“Why my lady, the reason I do aid,” giving a wry smile. “Is because a Fool I may be-- but a Fool knows how to help when it is needed.” then told. “Not to mention, you helped the Master, in more ways than us Minions could ever do.” Shadow took that in, as she smile and nod her head to the Jester. Turning to head to the Private Quarters, and was musing on the thoughts of becoming the ‘Mistress’. And while she didn’t mind being a slave...her foals took first priority, and if she was honest?

She would gladly take the collar off if it meant her litter will be with her.

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You know… started Jerry in a mild annoyed mood as he stood with his left hand out, making his Browns charged towards the hazard suited Caribous, forcing them to run in fear of their suits being ripped open for the ‘infection’ to get in. As much as it's good for us to work together... mind overseeing the Minions spread out in terms of aiding the members who are moving sicked and healthy ponies into the Waypoint Gate.

I’m wondering if they slightly care how much I’ve done for them. thought the man, as while a mixture of Browns and Greens were either chasing off Caribous for the Resistance members, or breaking into homes or shops to gather things. While his Reds were archers, attacking on high areas, being guards and hitting any Caribou, or in some cases stallions if they get close to a free mare.

While his Blues work on moving those who were too weak and sick to walk on their hooves, or move from their post to grab a dead Minion or two. Or in some cases, were healing any possible wounds any mare gotten. While the last part was unlikely, Jerry didn’t want to assume that any mares, free or forced owned, were without any bruises or cuts. And while he didn’t mind sacrificing his Minions as they died to protect any Resistance mare if they were jumped by a Caribou.

And speaking of dying, he felt 13 Browns dying on the spot. He glance to see the cause of death, as they died protecting a earth mare carrying a still healthy filly as they made it across into the Gate. the reason of death were hazard suit Caribous that had managed to stab into the Browns through the chest. They were too far from his ‘healing area’ of Blues, and knew that any Blue were busy with orders he made.

Seeing their bodies disappearing, he brought up another bunch of 13 from a close Spawning Pit, and gave a mental order to guard and attack Still so far so good, been a good working with the Resistance and raiding and saving ponies for the last 5 days, I say this is--, started off Jerry in a good mood, almost forgetting why he was annoyed before the ‘reminder’ spoke his voice.

“Those Blues of yours could have saved them, they had time to be revied before you summoned more!” and with a low breath, Jerry glance to Shining armor, as while he was willing to work with the Resistance and be reasonable in the plans…

This asshole makes it so difficult to work when it comes with me using my Minions. thought Jerry as he took a low breath, mind focusing on his Minions and their progress. “They were too far away and my Blues were busy with other things.” having a mental map of the layout of Baltimare, as he was directing all his Minions and coordinating them as part of the plan of him causing diversion, assist and letting his Reds burn any target.

But even if I’m working with the plan-- this guy thinks I’m not working with them at all! thought Jerry in irritation, as he saw the slight scowl Shining gave as the stallion told.

“You can’t waste off them like that, you may have many of these Minions, but you need to make sure they stay alive to get the job done.” having a stern look as he clench his teeth, seeing Jerry turning his head away, ignoring him as Shining wanted to reprimand him…

But Shining looked like he wanted to focus on the situation, leaving the Overlord as Jerry took a low breath, calming himself of his irritation as he thought while focusing on his horde. Easy now, thought Jerry as he moved his left arm now and then in what direction he wanted. Moving his remaining horde into breaking homes or taking what supplies were needed as he told himself.

He’s stressed, I’m stressed-- it's not a normal raid. We’re taking a lot of ponies with us, and are pressed to getting more food. Not to mention he’s worried for his sister, which I don’t blame as he has a lot on his mind. Jerry rationalized that they have a time limit, that they need to find the Element Bearers within a month, and so far they haven’t found them yet. Time was against them as not only him, but the Resistance had to work triple of what they usually had to do in order to get the Element Bearers before they die from this plague.

So despite Shining getting on his case whenever they weren’t in raids or planning quick hits in various towns or cites, Jerry tried his best being reasonable. Trying to compromise and make things smooth for them all…

But nope! Shining Mc’stick-up-his-ass been pushing me as if I was some sort of military leader! Yes, I know that I can’t just willy nilly use my Minions, yes I know I need to make sure I stick to the plan-- but the Resistance members, most of which are mares-- are more important than my Minions! I literally have nearly 6000 each of them. I can used them all I want, and do so that the Resistance doesn’t lose anyone!

Sure, some Minions will die to achieve victory, but better for me to lose Minions than the Resistance losing their own members by Caribous. feeling the slight tiredness in his body and mind, neither him, or much of the ponies gotten full rest. Maybe a few hours worth, but they all been on the field constantly with use of his Gates, moving around parts of Equestria and doing a few hours, maybe half a hour of raiding, freeing mares and fillies, and grabbing whatever sick they could.

Not to mention that while they had spare time to plan, Jerry worked to the best he could with Shining in terms of each raid. But with how he’s been ‘wasting’ his Minions non-stop, the unicorn was slowly starting to agitated Jerry. Me? Wasteful? I’m at least trying to make sure that they haven’t lost a single member, my Minions are replaceable. Them? Aren’t easy to replace to these lot!

He felt the ting of 10 Greens dying, all attacking more Caribous as he negated his Blues movements of reviving them as he directed the Blues to some mares needing aid. Jerry brought up another 10 of Greens, making them do the same thing the last 10 did. Attacking Caribous and keeping them off the Resistance back. He was about to get another few Reds after feeling some died by crossbow bolts, before hearing the call.

“We got them, fall back!” seeing the Resistance pulling back as Jerry raise his left arm up, calling forth all his Minions available. Seeing that while the Resistance retreated into his Gate, some of the hazard suit Caribous, with taped up suits, felt confident in chasing the mares. Jerry however sent a mental command to his Browns, Greens, and Reds to attack fully. Being a sort of ‘suicide squad’ as to give cover for the Resistance.

He ignored the Reds dying sounds, as they were the weakest of the Minions, then the Greens as they slowly falled, and slowly bit by bit his Browns were dying for their Master. While it gave time for all the mares to escape, he lost most of his horde beside his Blues, which came with him as they enter in the Gate as his horde died completely.

Once they were back in the Resistance island, Jerry motioned to the Blues to enter in their Spawning pits, as he felt like taking a bit of sleep, before he heard Shining voice again. “What, was that!” Jerry took a low breath, wanting nothing more but to rest a little bit, as he look to Shining as the stallion continued. “You just, wasted nearly all your forces, when you should've made them retreat with us!” standing up before the taller male as he continued.

“Instead of making them come with us in retreat, you just sent them on a near suicide run against the Caribous, knowingly let them die without a single reason or caused!” And while he went on, Jerry was feeling more and more irritated as he wanted nothing to do but to punch Shining in the face. So. Much.

But Jerry tried to resist the urge. So very much, to just get angry, get mad, and just beat the ever living shit out of Shining for calling him wasteful. He took a low breath and told in a very tense tone. “Shining. We’re tired.” Clenching his right hand tightly of the blackish blade in irritation. “You’re tired.” pointing his left hand to Shining as he went on. “I’m tired.” then pointed to himself, as under his helmet he felt like scowling. “And right now? I’m irritated. So. Drop. It.”

He felt so irritated, dealing with Shining-fucking-Armor shit. Every. Single.Day. Having to constantly hearing him bitch about Jerry ‘wasting’ his Minions nearly all the time. ‘Unnecessary damage’ all around after each raid. ‘Unnecessary risks’ Jerry took with his horde. ‘Unnecessary charges’ with him charging after Caribous while being distraction like plan. Ignoring orders from this high-so-mighty-fucking Captain!

Hell, he’s complaining that I’m not ‘militarize’ like fucking Commander Pearl! Jerry seethed in his armor as he wanted nothing more than to just punch, maybe kick the asshole and push him down a few pegs! And right now? All he wanted was to rest, he just wanted to rest, relax and just calm down. But nope! Right now the ‘oh-so-good-Captain’ is just wanting Jerry to punch him in the fucking face with how’s he’s talking!

Jerry decided something. you know what? Fuck it! I’m going home! turning as he stomped his way to the Gate as he heard Shining called out. “Come back here! We’re not finished talking!” Jerry glance to Shining, and for a brief moment, the stallion saw the utter loathing, hatred, and want of nothing but his death as Jerry told flatly.

“We’re. Finished. Talking.” Entering in the Gate as he teleported back home. When he saw his throne room, he turned to the armory, as to remove his armor and weapon. After he done so with a quick trip up the stairs, he glance to see Gnarl about to speak, before Jerry told him flatly. “Gnarl, I am really not in the mood for any shit you have to say.” giving a dark glare as he added. “I am close on the edge of just snapping. So for your sake? Shut. Up.”

Seeing Gnarl close his mouth, as Jerry moved his way up to the Private Quarters, feeling a need to just get in the bath, relax and just enjoy his time off. Seeing Jade walking with Jasmine. And while Jade pause, looking concern at Jerry and his mood, Jasmine took a look at him, brighten up to see him again and rushing to Jerry to hugging his side as she said. “Hey Big Bro!” Jerry felt his tension and anger collapsing from the hug of a sweet filly like her. As a smile replace that scowl expression he once held.

Crouching down some, he hugged the filly back completely, feeling her child arms wrapping around his neck as he replied. “Hey Jasmine, how are you doing?” feeling a slight nuzzling from the crystal filly on his face as they held the hug before letting go as she moved a few steps with a happy expression on her face.

“I’m doing fine Big Bro,” then tilt her head, looking innocent with those big curious eyes as she asked. “Are you feeling alright? You look really moody earlier.” seeing him take a long sigh as he admitted.

“Haven’t slept much, fighting a lot more than I usually done…” then added as he glance to the side. “Annnd I may had lost my temper a bit on Caribou's during the raids.” while Jade wince to that with a uncomfortable expression, Jasmine nod some as if she expected this as she turned and called.

“Hey Lovely, Big Bro needs you!” while Jade looked at her sister with a very questionable look, Jerry raise his brow as he questioned what the filly was thinking of, but he glance to the moving earth mare. Lovely noticed how tense her Master looked, moving right up by his side with her arms wrapping around his left arm. Smiling up to him as her breasts squish against his arm, gently pulling him towards the bathroom as she knew what he needed.

Master needs a good bath, a massage, and maybe some personal relief. knowing what his needs were from the moment she saw him, as she coo. “Master, you look like you need much pamper and relief. Please, allow your lovely maid to aid you in all of your needs.” pulling him to the bathroom to wash his body from the sweat and stinky odor.

While Jade subtly move her sister away from a possible sex season, Jerry was slightly happy that Lovely noticed what he needed just by a look. Although with how much she’s been with me, I dare say she knows all the signs of me by now. as he felt a bit of mixed pride and happiness that Lovely noticed what he needed right then and there.

However while Jade saw the two off, she glance to sister as they went down the stairs as she asked. “Jasmine, what were you trying to accomplish with Jerry?” seeing her look up as the elder sister went on. “I know that he looked exhausted, but why did you called Lovely out so she can lead him elsewhere? Why not just let him tell her that Jerry needed her?”

Her sister hum, placing a finger on her chin as she adopted a thinking expression, looking up to her sister as she admit. “Because whenever Big Bro looks utterly tense, he needs time to relax.” seeing her sister raising of a eyebrow, the filly snorted as she explain. “Sis, I may be a little naive and a filly-- but I know a stressed adult when I see one.” giving her a look as if reminder her big sister all the times she saw Jade stressed from work in the Empire.

Jade huffed, as she knew her sister had a slight point, but pushed. “But couldn’t Jerry just called Lovely himself? Why did you called her for him?”

The little filly, sighed, as she told. “Because sis, Big Bro been constantly fighting, constantly taking small rests, and been in that armor for 5 days straight.” scrunching her nose some as she told. “Lovely was right, he really was stinky.” then added as she look up once they reach the end of the stairs. “He also looked really mad.”

“Yes sis, I know. I saw his moody look.” agreed Jade as she look to her sister, waiting for the reason on why. As Jasmine rolled her eyes and told.

“Because Jerry looked really tried, like so tired that he could just drop on the ground.” going on to say. “He also look really, really stressed. He’s been out for nearly a week, haven’t been here, haven’t been with us, and certainly haven’t been with Shadow or Lovely at all.” then added with a smile. “Big Bro needs time to just enjoy being around the closest thing he has to a family here.”

Jade in response shook her head some, having a low smile as while it seems a little childish that Jasmine did that-- a part of her couldn’t really fault with her sister. To Jasmine, it seems like Jerry hasn’t been around forever, and deserved time to recuperate for a while before heading back. Not to mention, I’m sure some of the Resistance members are recuperating a bit themselves. added the mare as she lead her sister to the ‘foal area’ where she and her sister would play some board-games or read some books to pass some time. Or paint, that seem like something her littler sister enjoyed.

Especially on the Dark Castle walls itself.

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Back in the Resistance island, Shining took low calming breaths, looking over the map of Equestria, as part of him try to focus on the next target, the next city to try to find not only the Elements, but his sister as well. However another part of him focus back on the Overlord, on how he seems so callous of using the Minions, on how he failed on working with the unicorn as well as doing risking and dangerous things that were so unnecessary.

Like damaging property. How are we suppose to rebuild homes and stores with our nation if he keeps breaking them? he took another breath, looking to both Commander Pearl and Brigadier Screech, both of which were planning with him on their next strike, as while part of him felt like asking this was pointless, another part reminded him that they were on a time limit.

“Commander Pearl, Brigadier Screech,” gaining their attention as he asked. “Is there no other way to get the Overlord here? We need to prep on our next raid in Trottingham.” trying to figure if there was another way than ‘placing your hand on the Gate’ like they explained to him of one of the few ways of contacting the Overlord.

Rolling her eyes to this, Pearl wondered, this again? But soon breathed in and sighed, “No Captain Armor. The Gate is the direct way of doing that.” Then went on, “There is the alternative of using those communication devices Alpha Base supplied, but routing the message and hoping someone will pick up is possibly less than using the gate.”

The stallion gave a slow, irritated sigh to that, but otherwise refocused on the map. He’d gone over it five times now, but even then it felt wrong to not have one of the leading teams, being the Overlord with his minions. How was he expected to keep working with the male if he didn’t help plan ahead?

It was agitating. Trying to work with someone that seemed to belay his orders, sometimes toss his careful planning or organized strategies to the side to just push straight on. He understood Luna’s reasoning, Shining had seen the effectiveness of a minion rush by the Overlord. It was just frustrating the male thought he could go on his own half the time or undermine a missions parameters by doing a sudden rogue action. Wasn’t he supposed to be a warlord of some sort? Something, just wasn’t adding up into his mind over all of this.

Shining nearly growl, as he spoke to the older mares. “Despite Princess Luna request of us working with the Overlord,” looking to them as he told. “How can we if he isn’t around when we need him with planning the raids?”

“Believe me, I feel the same,” agreed Pearl with a annoyed expression as she continued. “You would think he know how to work with us in our strategies with how willing he is during these moments.” then told with furrowed brows. “But the moment something changed? He just up and make his Minions attack or charge at the Caribous without rhyme or reason.”

Shining agreed with a nod. “Not to mention the excessive damage or strong headed charges,” then added with frustration. “And him wasting his troops as if they were nothing but extra meatshields!” snorting some. “For somepony who claimed to hate wasting, he seem to enjoy wasting his Minions nonstop. It makes no sense, why would he just waste them for something as to stop Caribous? That's not why we’re doing these raids!”

Giving a glance, Screech said, “Because that’s how he operates, Captain Armor. Lives amount to little for him in raids.” Then focused back on the map adding, “His mode of operation is to go in and strike with as much force as he can. Eliminate all targets within reach, cause any damage he can to the local area and take all he wants before up and leaving a highly damage and less usable raided town or area.”

“But that's not what we’re suppose to do!” argue back Shining, as he place his fingers on the map, tapping them to make his point. “We’re suppose to take supplies, any ponies healthy or sick, and leave! It's as simple and plain, that he should understand! Why must he waste his Minions with the Caribous? They don’t matter as they can be push back with simple cuts on their suits.” trying to figure out the reasoning on why the Overlord would just do this. While he can understand Screech telling him that the Overlord basically cause damage and takes everything-- he knew the Overlord should understand he doesn’t need to do that anymore.

Snorting to that, Pearl spoke, “Personally? I find him more like a local bandit that has a bloodlust to ransack-- or at least a warmonger.” Rolling a hand at the map adding, “Once he’s in a fight, all he seems to care about is cause as much bloodshed as possible.”

Shining rub his face, taking a calming breath as he focus over everything he could tell during the last 5 days. So far the Overlord seem to fight when he’s near Caribous, or mostly standing guard while he make his Minions do all the work. Something wasn’t adding up, as he look over a few reports of what they took in account for, and for how many losses they took…

He noticed something odd, extremely odd to his military training and mindset. “Commander, Brigadier.” gathering their attention as he asked. “Correct me if I’m wrong...but we suffer near to no casualties...right?” glancing up as he asked. “I would of thought we would lost a member or a few mares to the Caribous within areas none of our forces could reach them in time. So why is it we have near to no casualties or missing in action?”

“I think you already know.” Told Screech, “The Overlord keeps rushing forwards. Rushing ahead and attacking next to any caribou within his reach. He hardly stops to help out all the time.” Then shook her head with, “Gives us time, I’ll admit that and distracts the Caribou… but you know the trouble his rogue actions sometimes bring with.”

Nodding, he told. “It's like we’re dealing with a bandit than a actual warlord. His fighting is brute strength and swinging that blade like a club.” then amended. “Granted, his Minions seem to help us in the field, some how with him fighting…” then shook his head. “But it’s like we’re fighting with a bandit that just waste his forces in vain hopes he makes a difference rather strategize and move the Minions around areas that they could help the best.”

Taking a deep breath, he look to Pearl as he asked. “What did the Princess’s have to say of our report regarding to the Overlord, his rogue actions, unnecessary damages of properties, nearly ruining several missions and his lack of caring for his forces in the field?”

Glancing to the other, Pearl turned back first to tell, “Not well. Princess Celestia is concerned and Princess Luna is troubled. Both of them said that they are looking into it, mentioned something about a pony that can help.”

Snorting to that Screech said, “I think I know who they’re talking about.” It made both unicorns to glance at her, as the thestral told, “Corporal Spree. She has experience with the Overlord, mainly in once being around his castle before she turned over to our forces to help get Equestria back. Promising mare, honestly.”

“What does Corporal Spree know of the Overlord that we don’t?” asked Shining, as it seems rather odd that ponies of their ranking know next to nothing of the male-- but somehow a Corporal does.

“From what we gather? She has been with the Overlord for over a month, maybe two if reports are accurate.” told Pearl as she went on. “She has information on him, and know him a lot more than anything we tried to gather from him.” Shining thought over that, and soon asked.

“Where is she?” Looking to them as he went on. “If she’s had close contact with the Overlord, I might as well get answers from her so I know how to handle him when he comes again. Maybe figure out why he’s like this and why he seems to enjoy wasting Minions so much.”

Sighing to that, Screech said, “She should be in her assigned bunk now in the Barracks. She was handling one of the further areas in the last raid.” Then motioned him to leave, adding, “You should get some rest in too, Captain Armor. We have ten hours before we might deploy, fifteen if we need it.”

As much as he wanted to talk to this Corporal-- part of him knew she was right, as he sighed. Rubbing his eyes as he said. “Very well,” then asked. “Just try to contact the Overlord as soon as you can, we need him to make the Gates in the first place.” turning to walk off, as while part of his mind wanted to figure out more of the Overlord-- most of him wanted to sleep.

He slightly enjoyed the fact of sleeping, resting his mind and body some. And if he was lucky? Maybe Cadence would sleep in with him, she was constantly busy with Shire in PR with the Crystal Heart with her. He look over the multiple tents and make-shift shelters of unicorn magic of ‘sand-huts’. He could see so many different ponies, mostly mares in either those dive-suits, or multiple dresses that were given by the Overlord.

He partially wonder how they were going to feed so many mouths, especially the fillies, they seem hungry the most. With a slight shake of his head, he headed to his tent, going into the makeshift bed which was a mat for padding that had a blanket and pillows on the ground. It was a lot more better than what they had to use, which were leaves.

And while it's not comfortable-- it's somewhere to lay his head. Admittedly he was a bit disappointed that Cadence wasn’t around with him since he was on the front lines more with the other troops, and her more to their ‘city’ building with the other Princess’s. He honestly missed sleeping with her again, or spending time for both to relief stress-- but he knew that they were both constantly busy. So after resting his head, getting on the ground of leaves, he sighed as he took what rest he had, hoping that he could at least sleep slightly peacefully before going back into battle.

---

Jerry himself, was relaxing on an actual bed, enjoying a rather great massage as Lovely was working on his back. Unknotting his muscles as he felt her straddle behind on his legs, working into his muscles as her slender and soft hands work on his skin, feeling her coat rubbing against the muscles as he gave a content sigh. Yeah...I needed this. feeling soreness from sleeping in armor for days, unable to rest properly without Shadow or Lovely by his side…

And making him think of how much he killed...or how apathetic he was to losing his Minions, or even how numb he was starting to get from killing so many. He doubted he knew how much he killed. With a light shudder from that thought, something his earth mare noticed as she nuzzle into his neck, giving him a comforting hug for that moment. Holding him with her arms around his chest as her breasts pressed against his back.

Then after another minute she pull away to continue massaging him, having a content smile on her face as she work on her Master needs of relaxing. While she continue on serving him, Jerry mind wander a bit, thinking of these last five days. Constantly fighting, constantly moving Minions around...Constantly putting up with Shining armor. I mean, I get it, I really get it. He’s stressed with trying to find his sister, of trying to save his nation-- of trying to save the ponies in it. Really, I do. He has a lot on his mind… then slightly scowl, or at least try to as Lovely seem to try to remove any negative mood in him by giving him some much needed attention as she moved down more to get at his lower back.

Sighing some, he went on in his thoughts. He has a lot of pressure, as well as the other's-- but my Minions are literally expendable. Their Resistance? Not so much. They need the added numbers to help their people, the civilians, to help get them through the hell they all endure.

My Minions? Hell, the best they can do is serve me and do my bidding. Probably enjoy dying for me a lot like Gnarl said. huffing a bit as while part of him want to be in a bad mood, it almost felt like Lovely noticed that and tried to redirect what thoughts he had as she move down lower, working on his legs as her hands inch around his inner thighs. Rubbing around his crotch as to get his mind off.

He almost felt like looking back to see if Lovely was doing this on purpose or not-- but another part of him dismissed that thought as he went on in his thinking. But there is one part that's making me stressed as he is. Finding the Element Bearers. We can’t waste time, we need to find them...but I doubt we’ll find them that easy, hell the Caribous seem to try to do everything in their power to keep the Resistance from winning too.

He sighed, feeling her working on his other leg, as he let himself relax some. But, we can’t give up hope, right? Can’t give up on finding them before the month is up. They’re somewhere...we just haven’t figure out where. mind bubbling in doubts and concern of trying to find six mares that were possibly spread across Equestria.

However he felt a nuzzle to his ear, as he glance to see Lovely comforting him some. Hands rubbing his shoulders as she nuzzle with tenderness as her eyes were closed, mostly to feel against his hair while nuzzling him. He smile to that, as he noticed Lovely was doing her best to think of better things. As he soon ordered. “Lovely, why don’t you strip off your uniform? I feel like cuddling with you.”

Happiness express on her face as she moved off the bed to stand on her hooves. Doing her best to remove her clothing, as she knew that her Master had such a hard working time with the Equestiran army, she knew he needed something to ogle at. Lovely removed the stockings on her legs, letting him see those same legs he felt on him constantly, the short skirt slowly coming down as she moved her hands to remove her shirt. Taking each bit off as the earth mare kicked the skirt off to the side.

Her hands removed the shirt as the arms shrug it off of her, hands working to remove her corset as she hoped that her Master was enjoying the strip show s he was giving to him. Once the corset was removed and placed on the ground, all she had to do was removed the little headset on her head as it was flicked off to the ground. The mare had herself revealing her luscious and sexy looking body. Seeing him turning on his back on the bed, with his arousal shown some as she crawled on the bed. Moving to his side as she cuddled close to him, arms around his chest, legs intertwining with his, head on his shoulder as she pressed her body close to his.

Breasts also pressing on his side, as she felt his right arm wrapping around her lower back as she saw him closing his eyes to rest. She may thought he would want some sexual relief as she move a hand down to relief his needs-- but a shake of his head told that all he wanted was her cuddling with him and giving him her body to hold.As she rested with her sleeping Master with her hand back in position, she peek a eye, noticing Shadow coming in. seeing the thestral lightly smile, before stripping and coming on the male other side.

Going over to do the exact same as the maid did, but place a wing around his front, giving him extra warmth and affection as she saw Shadow nuzzling under his chin. Seemingly enjoying being close to him as the three of them rest and relax with one another. Enjoying what peace they had before their stud left to fight and be gone for who knows how long.

---

While there was a delay, mostly up due to the Overlord not arriving, even with the attempt of communication with the Gates. And while it did make things bothersome for the Resistance, it did allow Shining some rest and a chance to find this Corporal Spree. And he was lucky to caught her by seeing her with her group as he was speaking in a commanding tone. “Corporal Spree, I need to speak to you. Now.”

Spree turned her focus away from the others, giving Shining Armor a glance over before nodding, “Yes Sir.” Then stood, telling the other mare’s, “We’ll go over group formations later.” Turning to follow the stallion while she herself fixed her basic clothing of a simple dress with slits in its sides, shorts being under it.

Rolling her shoulders, the yellow mare tried to not feel anxious, slightly wondering what a commanding officer, even more so a prince like Captain Armor, needed to talk to her about. But while they turned and entered into a tent where they could speak in with some privacy, did she get her answer.

“You have been with the Overlord for a good while,” hands clasp behind his back, as he glance to her as he continued on. “And I heard that both Princess’s spoke to you of the reasons of why he is, to put it bluntly, being more like a bandit than a actual warlord.” turning to face her as he continued.

“Despite Princess Luna request of us working together, the Overlord had time and time again, nearly botch up missions, become rogue, caused collateral damage to property, and being a hypocrite on wasting forces, when he claims he hates being wasteful.” looking at her with focus eyes as he question. “So answer me Corporal, what reason, what game is the Overlord playing at? Because right now? All I’m seeing is that there isn’t enough information or idea of what sort of warlord we are dealing with.”

Spree had to take a inhale of breath and hold it to stop herself from laughing. Warlord? Jerry? That sounds like a joke. She unfortunately could tell, the Captain was not joking. It took a slow exhale of breath to keep herself from making that note of amusement known. Though when she spoke, she did so as a question. “Can I ask, Sir, what you so far know about the Overlord first?”

Raising a brow, he soon told. “Near to nothing. In fact near nopony in the Resistance know a single thing of him, except of you, Princess Celestia and Luna have know something of him, and Magic-- but the latter seem to not care of my inquiries and is in the Labs below sea.”

Giving a nod and a slight sigh, Spree thought it over and said, “Well sir, the honest truth about the Overlord? About the man known as Jerry?” She paused to think of how to place it.. But put it bluntly. “He’s a civilian sir. He was never a warlord to begin with.”

Taking a moment, he took a deep breath, horn glowing for a silence spell around the tent….and shouted in near shock. “WHAT?!” as if that sounded near impossible. “How, in Celestia's name, is a civilian-- some sort of supposedly dark lord in control a vast army?!”

“Permission to speak freely, Sir?” Asked Spree before she went on.

Taking a low breath, he told. “Granted, better make this good, Corporal.”

Sighing to that and only easing up her rigid stance just a touch, did Spree say, “Jerry didn’t want to have the role of Overlord. It was sort of… just given to him. And to be honest? He’s more like a roughly surviving brawler than a real fighter. I should know, I sparred with him some-- if anything to make sure he doesn't kill himself by picking fights with the wrong guy alone.”

Pinching his brow, he exhale a breath. “That does explain why he seems to fight like a bandit…” then glance up to Spree as he questioned. “So this Jerry, a civilian, was put into the role of a Overlord, suppose to cause great evil and chaos upon everything-- and was supposed to be this great threat to us all?”

“That’s what that small toad, Gnarl, wants.” Spree rolled her eyes. “Really, the old minion Master does his darnest to get Jerry to be evil. If it wasn’t for me, Jerry probably would have been worse. Maybe a credible threat to Equestria.” Though this was said in a offhanded manner, it did perk the stallions attention.

“Care to elaborate on that, Corporal?”

Blinking a bit, Spree thought on it and told, “Well, you see when I first was with Jerry, Shadow and I were his.. quote, unquote, ‘slaves’.” Raising her arms and using her fingers to do the actions. “The thing was, back then he just thought it was normal. Until I told him we were enslaved, explained what happened to us…”

Deciding to skip ahead a bit, the earth mare told on, “During the time Gnarl, his advisor, kept trying to get Jerry to do bad or evil acts. I got in the way, kept telling him of how it wasn’t fair for me, for Shadow, for Equestria. Did what I could to remind him he didn’t have to play the part of somepony like Sombra.”

Smiling a bit, Spree jerked her head and told, “I even got Jasmine in on the act. She annoys the toad and keeps poking at that conscious of Jerry’s. Otherwise, he would have this real sour mood all the time. Maybe sulk a lot. Shadow always mentioned he sulked a lot.”

Trying to get over the fact that Spree not only somehow managed to make the Overlord ‘friendly’, but somehow a filly kept the Overlord at bay with his conscious? He wanted to question that, but another part of him prod of the emotional state, mostly to help him get an idea of how to work with….Jerry. “And why does he sulk alot? What reason would he sulk for?”

Arms crossed, Spree shook her head. “I wouldn’t know. Shadow was much better at reading people than I was. She stayed with him because that created mare, Lovely? She had no way of actually helping. But if I had to guess? Jerry being a civilian, if Shadow was right, means he had to kill for the first time. Maybe feels guilty about a lot of stuff he did to keep the Toad happy that he’s doing evil acts or something. I wouldn’t fully know--”

Then spoke off to the side in slight annoyance, “I’d probably know more if I wasn’t so dragged down by work.” Then spoke to Shining, “Not that I’d complain, Sir, but when I was part of the Resistance, I had almost no time to relax. What time I did have I spent resting when I could. I tried to get Shadow to visit, but I never got the time. I would know more, but I just haven’t spent enough time with her or him in a month or two to know.”

He nod some, contemplating on his thoughts...and asked. “Now while I have some answers...Give me a idea of why he would not only still cause collateral damage to property, botching up missions on the field, becoming rogue at random moments-- or being a complete hypocrite in wasting his Minions as if they were mayflies?”

Wincing some, Spree told, “The last one I can answer simply with, that they are replaceable and easily replaceable.” Then thought on that before going on with, “If Jerry kills something alive? He can collect lifeforce from it-- if I remember right. And some things got more life force than others-- so as long as he kills more than he losses? He won’t run out of minions anytime soon.”

While it surprised him to hear of the man somehow able to collect souls to use for his creatures-- something he thought only Magic could do, he ignored the shiver in his spine as he question. “You mean he steal souls from any living thing?”

Blinking and thinking to that, Spree told, “I don’t think it’s souls he’s taking. I’m not sure what it is, but I’m pretty sure ‘Lifeforce’ is something else.” Then cocked her head to the side, adding, “I mean… just the way he said it makes me think it’s not someone’s soul.”

While he filed that away to question Jerry later, he spoke. “If he has more than what we know?” thinking some. “It would explain why he would go rogue, sending his Minions to their deaths to make sure any Resistance members or taken civilians get through the Gate safely. Why bother worrying of his forces when he has more in reserved?” thinking more that since Jerry was a civilian, or raider in this case, any concern or forethoughts of the mission were null. Including Jerry having no discipline in the art of war...he did however narrow his eyes and question.

“But that doesn’t excuse him causing collateral damage to property. If anything, he should've just focus on the mares and fillies.”

“Actually…” Began Spree hesitantly, “That’s not entirely his fault.” Then went on to tell. “I found out, while spending my time around the Minions? They really, and I do mean really, like to break things. The Browns the most.”

For a moment….Shining felt a eye twitch as he asked as coolly as he could. “Explain.”

“Remember what I said about that Toady of an advisor wants evil?” Asked the mare, “Yeah, well… you see? He’s sort of totally got the minions in on the same idea. So, they like to break stuff, like being around nasty things, causing all out mayhem….” Then shook her head, “Honestly without Jerry they would be like a wave of misbehaving foals that get into everything! That’s how Shadow and I sometimes feels like when dealing with them.”

“And he cause collateral damage by accident, as these Minions just love destroying things?” furrowing his brow some.

“One minion did say he liked the sound of shattering pottery.” Told the mare in a frank manner. “He didn’t do it for evil, he just liked the sound. And so do others.”

“Couldn’t Jerry command them to not destroy property, and just attack Caribous or keep watch on the escorted mares and fillies?” questioned Shining. “I understand he’s not a military type-- but he should keep a good discipline on these creatures.”

Raising a brow, Spree said, “Even the Toad, Gnarl, has trouble with them sometimes.” Then held back a smirk while saying, “Even with him being the ‘Minion Master’ that he is… even he has to constantly shout at them like the grumpy old goat he is to keep them in line at all times. I think Jerry just doesn't have the same focus or attention span to constantly tell the minions off from their antics.”

Thinking some now, having much knowledge of this...he question. “So why has he fabricated this whole thing? Fabricated he’s some dark lord? That he’s the big evil thing? Why lie and not be honest to us?”

Oh that was the question indeed. And it was one Spree had to sigh to and tell, “Because the Minions won’t follow a ‘good’ Overlord. They have to be evil in some way. And if they ain't? They leave and find some other evil badguy to follow instead.”

He furrow his brows as he questioned. “Corporal Spree, we both know that the Caribous are lazy and deviants. What could they do with these Minions following them around?” snorting some as he told. “I doubt even Dainn find them of use.”

Shaking her head, Spree told, “I’d agree. But thankfully? Dainn doesn't know that minions are next to infinite in number if you keep getting lifeforce. Or that they are good at breaking, ransacking and destroying things. Even so obedient loyal to the Overlord they aren't scared to be meat shields or sacrifices--” Then near scowled, “Tartarus, the worst part would be the gates! When the minions choose a new Overlord, than that guy get’s to use the gates, and you’ve seen where you can go with those already.” Then added soon after, “Sir.”

He scowl some, knowing that she was right. While he doubted any Caribou or Dainn would see the Minions as useful-- the Gates? Those were another story and something that should stay out of their hands. He however question something else. “And what of his magic? From what we gather, his magic doesn’t work like ours does, it is very...different to be frank, Corporal.”

“Very.” Nodded Spree, “And really… I’m not sure what to tell you.” Screwing her face up and adding, “I’m not really a unicorn, so… there’s not much I can do to tell what he can do.”

Nodding some, he contemplated his question...and soon spoke. “Corporal, one last question. If what you are saying is accurate, then the reason he is so difficult to work with, is because he is a civilian, one that has no training or able to deal with death. He might also suffer PTSD after all of this is over with-- maybe more than that from what actions he took…” then he soon asked.

“But do you know why he seems to acquire...odd and unusual artifacts?” looking at her carefully as he said. “Ever since he came here, he seem to desire unusual artifacts, some of which he lied to us of having or even taking.”

Giving a shrug, Spree shook her head. “I don’t know, sir. That was after I hooked up with the Resistance and got started on my more formal training.”

He sighed, then nodded. He asked one last question. “You mention the crystal filly, Jasmine keeps his conscious….why would a filly of all things impact him the most? I can understand a friend, even a love one...but why a stranger, especially a filly, makes him pause on his choices?”

Smiling a bit, Spree asked, “With respect, sir. Would you ruin a innocent filly’s heart?”

Thinking some, he chuckled and shook his head. “No. Dismissed Corporal.” heading off to talk with his fellow heads, as he was debating on informing on what he learn of this to them or not. Really it makes so much sense when he thought about it….but why would he lie to the Resistance in the first place? That sort of stump him some. He partially wonder if he should keep this to himself? After all, if the Princess’s didn’t inform the former Resistance Heads...it would make sense if he kept this to himself.

---

Hearing the metal footsteps, as the military leaders glance to see the Overlord in his blackish armor, coming in the tent as Pearl held a scowl as she asked in a frustrated manner. “Had fun making us waste time, Overlord?” giving him a rather pointed look as she told. “Because of your little tantrum, we lost hours of progress in raiding and securing supplies.” While Jerry frown under his helmet, he decided to bring up a point.

“With all due respect, Commander. I haven’t had a good rest in 5 days, and I was near my boiling point to literally smash the closest thing that annoyed me.” looking at them all as he told. “Having a irritated Overlord ready to snap at a moment noticed of annoyance or insult? Would be counter-productive than anything else.” Looking over the map as he noticed that the target was Trottingham this time. “So, how about we get to business and discuss plans of the raid?”

Shining glance to him, as now he was thinking of how to approach him in a ‘civilian’ manner. “For one Overlord, I have a question,” gaining his attention as Shining asked. “Why do you keep throwing Minions at Caribous all the time? Why not focus on what the plan was for each mission?”

“Because Shining, even if we make a plan and plans for possible outcomes, I know that any plans we make might go wrong one way or another on the field.” told Jerry, as he went on. “Not to mention on why I ‘throwing’ my Minions at the Caribous, is because the Resistance members are more important than my forces in terms of lives. The more you all have in terms of numbers, the more that can keep a eye on your recent liberate people that come to this island.

“While you all may think I am being foolish with this choice, I am simply making sure that those Caribous don’t get a single member in each raid, I rather lose 100 Minion per Resistance member in the raid-- than to have casualties of mares getting taken while I lost only a bare few.” Looking at Shining as he asked in a sarcastic manner. “Simple enough, Captain?”

While part of Shining felt that was a really poor choice for Jerry to waste his forces, another part of him reminded of Spree words. That to the man in armor, his Minions are expendable and easily replaceable. To Jerry, he views that their members were more irreplaceable than his Minions. It conflicted his mindset of a soldier as he took a breath and nodded, then said to Jerry. “Alright,” looking to Pearl and Screech as he asked.

“What‘s today agenda for this raid? Gathering supplies, or a mix of gathering supplies and mares?” Jerry for his part, was honestly surprised of Shining...just accepting his words as he thought out.

Shit...am I seeing things? Shining actually taking in my words, accepting them, and moving on? Huh, you know I almost thought he was going to go, Mr.Military-no-BS guy...progress! Although Screech gave a near glare to Jerry as if he was a idiot, but answer to Shining.

“Seeking report that there’s a large supply cache the Caribous are attempting to store up in Trottingham, hoping it won’t be infected. We take it to feed the ponies here, and focus on the food for now.” as she added grimly. “Not many ponies to save in Trottingham, they’re near their deaths already with water around them.”

Pitching in,Commander Pearl pointed to a few locations and told, “The overlaying plan is to cause a slight ruckus on the eastern side of Trottingham, draw as much of their forces to that area as possible. While at the west and southwest sides, we can have ponies go in and start raiding the storehouses with less reinforcements trying to attack us.”

Pearl glanced up and told towards Jerry, “We need you on the East side. They’ll be expecting you to be responsible for the forwards attack. At least enough to keep their attention there. We could maybe use a few of those imps with the group going in through the back, but we know you don’t keep too many with you all at once.”

“Which ones you need?” questioned Jerry as he asked. “Brown, Green, Red, or Blue?”

With a note of irritation in her tone, Pearl said, “How many can you spare without compromising your strength at the forward lines?”

“I can summon 50 of them. But how many Minions I bring depend their numbers of each Tribe.” said Jerry as he went on. “I can spare at least 10, maybe 15 if I’m pushing it, but no more than that.”

Breathing in, Pearl wondered if he was taking her for some sort of idiot. Did he not realize she knew he only brought a limited number of minions, or that number was divided depending on what he had? Calming down, she told in a tight tone, “Greens. Possibly ten to fifteen. Support role for secondary teams.”

15 Greens with them, 15 less Minions with me, means I have 35 with me...5 Reds, 5 Blues, and maybe 20 Browns. Or maybe 10 Reds and 15 Browns with 10 Blues? No, might need to make it 10 Reds, 20 Browns and 5 Blues. thinking this over as he said. “I’ll make sure that the Greens will listen and keep a eye for the secondary teams.” while he frown that he won’t have the Greens to jump on Caribous…

It also meant that in a sense...he could use the Caribous with the Target spell. While it might backfire on him with them seeing him with the spell, he knew that he’ll slowly be overrun with them solely focus on him without all of his Minions. Shining glance to Jerry, as he asked.

“Overlord,” gaining Jerry to pause in his thinking to look at the stallion as he asked. “Will the Greens listen to the secondary team?” Jerry thought on that and asked in return.

“Will Spree be part of the secondary team?”

The mare’s cast looks to one another, Screech saying, “No. She was initially part of the reserve this time around. Wasn’t supposed to be sent out unless the situation called for it.”

“Then I suggest you get her in the secondary team. She has experience with my Minions, and they’ll listen to her when I tell them to listen to her. She knows how to handle them and make them work, not as great as me-- but is decent in making them fight.” Pearl narrow her eyes at him as she question.

“Why would they simply listen to her if you tell them? Why not make them listen to another experience mare in the secondary team?”

“Because Spree knows how the Minions work, she knows how they can be devils to the enemy if used right. I dare say she knows more on their usefulness than anyone else in this Resistance.”

While she didn’t like it, Commander Pearl told, “I’ll inform her that she’s being switched out for one of the teams going in.” Then told more firmly, “If this goes wrong with her group, Overlord, I think we’ll get results even you won’t like.”

He was silent...but soon told. “Out of everyone in this Resistance...I trust her the most when it comes to my Minions.” looking at them as he went on. “I trust her to make use of my Greens well, Commander.” he then asked. “Now, is there any other group beside the secondary team that will infiltrate the storehouse?”

“No,” said Shining, as he told. “Just them, and you.” then asked. “Do you think you’ll handle the Caribous by yourself and the few Minions you have? They’re boosting their guards and any healthy troops to keep the food safe.” While Jerry was a bit trouble on that, he knew that using the Target spell was a must for this case.

“I’ll be making sure they’ll keep their attention on me, even make them occupy in my area as long as I can.” he then asked. “Now, any Waypoint Gates you need me to make for the secondary team to move the food?” Shining question on that.

“I thought you need to be near a area to make a Gate, or make one close to you.” recalling their information on them and how Jerry made them.

“That was the case, but with the recent, ‘boost’ of energy I got from what the Heart had? I’m able to spread my influence of Gate creating, its just visualizing on the where part I need to do.”

There was some doubt to that, but they gave their nods to him. “Alright.” Said Screech. “Now that we’re through with the overlaying plan, now we need to assign jobs for each team during the fight.” This, was the part Jerry didn’t like. There was a chance they already did this-- but form the talking that began, he could tell that they had to… change a few things with the new information they had. With him, the minions and Spree’s changed position.

With a internal groan, he resist the urge to walk out. As much as he dislike this, he knew it was a need for them. Didn’t mean he couldn’t try with a excuse. “Can I at least get my Minions set up while you assign jobs?” as he added. “I know at the very least, my job will be distraction and being the boogyman for the Caribous. I’m sure you don’t need me for a bit on this part to hear.”

Stopping, Screech turned her head and said, “Well, Overlord. IF you bothered to pay attention to this part, you probably wouldn’t have to abandon the initial plan in the first place.”

While he wanted to groan out, he said in a strain tone. “Fine.” as while the three ponies were discussing of jobs for each team, he tried his best to pay attention the best he could...even if it was hard to focus with trying to remember each name, he at least focus on the groups and their positions. Mentally marking areas his Greens could go, or possibly mark areas where he place the Greens…

In a way, he was looking at this more as a strategy game...and soon listen in more, changing his mental thoughts of ‘boring military stuff’, to ‘strategy planning’ for D&D. However, he picked up on something as he interrupted. “Commander,” making the unicorn stop, as she was about to question why he interrupted, before he place a finger down in a area that was on the ‘path’ the secondary team was going through.

“Wouldn’t this be a area the Caribous might position some patrols?” then move to his metal finger to another area as he went on. “Maybe even here or even set up heavy security here?” glancing up as Pearl was slightly surprise he was paying attention, as she told.

“Yes, but if we move the secondary team around here,” pointing to a different path. “Then they could move around the patrols.”

“But what if some of these patrols are elites, or even have mages?” asked Jerry. “We know that there is going to be heavy security, and while we know a majority might come to me during the distraction-- they might move their mages to the storehouse in adding magical defenses, as they know their magic won’t work on me.”

“Maybe not.” Began Pearl, “But they know it works against ponies. Which, we would have a lot of. It becomes a question of thinning numbers, Overlord, not just stopping you with something they might realize won’t work.” Then went on, “Take down our numbers, they have a better chance to defend their front.”

Screech took up to pointing at the location and told, “There is a chance there might be a few mages. We expect it. Why do you think we wanted your greens? They can bypass them and ambush them. Take out a credible threat that could compromise the secondary teams.”

Thinking over that, Jerry visualize it working, as he told. “You might need 20, just in caution.” looking up as he said. “While 15 can work, there is a chance some will die fighting the mages or any guard that can give a good killing blow.” reworking his numbers as he knew it was a must now for him to use the Target spell.

“No.” It was a fairly firm statement by Shining Armor as he told, “The secondary teams are going to deal with what they have. It’s going to be smaller than the initial strike team. We can have 15 of your own with them at max, but it’s more than needed.” Then went on to explain, “It’s not a rush attack like you use. It’s a stealth insertion. To weaken the area up and begin sneaking supplies out while the main force keeps the rest busy and distracted.”

While Jerry want to counterpoint, he could see how bad of a idea it would to have 20 instead of 15. He gave a curt nod, as he asked. “How long do you need me to keep the main force distracted?”

“Two hours at least.” told Shining, as he asked. “Think you can handle it?”

that is a good question. Can I? Sure I done raids in quick and grab, but holding a place and fighting while keeping them occupy? Haven’t done anything like that since my...temper blew up in Ponyville. But with the Target spell, I could keep them occupy...its just a matter of keeping myself alive. Jerry gave a quick nod as he told.

“I can managed.” As soon as they got that confirmation, they went back to planning, as while Jerry listen to it, part of him was working on his own plans. As since he won’t be without Greens, he will need to adapt his fighting and taking out any commanding officers. Mostly because his Greens would usually handle that with the Reds. Maybe just do a Leeroy Jenkins on them? Did it once with my armor and push past a wall of soldiers. Maybe do it a few times to kill a commander or two?

His mind wander some, as while thinking of soldiers, he idly wonder on his ‘spy’ in Canterlot, as he wonder if the soldier either died from the plague, or was turn into a doe and raped? He didn’t got anything clear, but he made a mental note to figure out what happen to that Caribou when he had the time.

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