All the color was drained from Yvonne's face. She turned her eyes to me, disbelief thick within her gaze. "W-What's going on here, Sieghart?"I was standing at the cabin's entrance, and I met her gaze coolly. "There are only six slots available for this rescue, and the military only accepts skilled members. My teammates and I are evidently on that list."A pause later, I said, "There wasn't supposed to be a seventh slot, but I called in a lot of favors with the top guys, and they reluctantly gave me one. Ah, that reminds me. One of you is not going to come with us, obviously."My teammates would've roared with laughter, but they stayed as composed as their bodies and minds allowed them to.Against fully armed soldiers, Yvonne would never try to start anything funny. Trembling, she looked at her precious childhood friend. "Yves, I—"Yves didn't even wait for her to finish. He was already approaching the soldier, his face filled with an unctuous smile. "Take me. I was a famous music
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