Naru stands up and slowly stretches the cramps out of her limbs, wiping slop off her face.

Emilia gets up and walks over to Wicker.

"Who are you?"

Andrew steps up and out of the sludge, cleaning himself off, and al of his weapons.
Startled by the new man, he raises his M4A1 at Wicker.

Wicker's friendly face turns into a scowl.
"This how you treat the people who saved your asses?"
A large group of soldiers rush into the room and point their weapons at the team.

Andrew sighs. And slowly drops his Gun.
"Sorry guys, ima bit jumpy at the moment"

"So is the unconscious one."

The soldiers back off, keeping their weapons at the ready.
Wickers smile returns.
"Understandable. Strange new world, it must be unpredictable to you. Now, as to your question, little lady, I am General Ned Wicker. I command the forces at our disposal, limited though they may be. When we seize power, I will be in command of the Lady Eolande's armed forces."

"Sorry... So How is being here beneficial to us exactly? Andrew replies, relaxing a bit

"More beneficial than being in that cell, don't you think? Anyway, your assistance might be vital to our success. You will be the ones that kill Meka."
Martin regains consciousness.

Martin lifts his head from the filth that he is in, "Arrrgggghhh fuck", Martin spits some blood out of his mouth, "Arrrggghhh my head, what the **** happened!?", Martin now looks around where he is and is surprised at the new face of Wicker before him and the armed guards surrounding them...

Eolande waves at some helpers.
"Get this man to the infirmary. Now!"
They rush over to Martin.

"Oh thank you, can someone bring my equipment as well and be careful with it, I've got some pretty expensive stuff in there"

"Oh cool, i get to kill some king! So what do we do after the treason and assasination charges!" Andrew sys with sarcasm

"We're going to kill the king!?" Martin says surprised, "Why?"

Wicker and Eolande exchange looks.
Eolande says "Meka is the advisor, not the king. The king is a figurehead."
Martin is carried over into a room and placed onto the bed, and the team is ushered in with him.

"So, what your saying is that the king isn't really in power, but Meka his advisor is the one really in charge. The king is just a face to show to the public is he?"

"That's exactly right. The kid is too young to be a leader by far."

"Yeah that's what I said, so are you going to take control of the government when Meka is dead, is that it?"

"And how do you consider killing him?" Andrew strokes his Sniper Rifle.
"I can take him out long range... Or would you rather a slowe, painfuller death?" Andrew smiles evilly.

Eolande replies to Martin.
"Indeed. We will pull the city out of the downward spiral to destruction Meka has placed it on, and drive back the-"
Eolande is cut off by Wicker.
"I don't think the strangers really care about the reasons. As I understand it, they have bigger concerns."
Eolande nods after a moment in agreement.
"Andrew, do you not realise we have our own sniper rifles? Your team will infiltrate the palace while we create a diversion. You will find Meka where he is holed up and cowering, and you will kill him quickly. No messing around."

"Sounds good to me, but we will only do this if you guarantee that you will join us to fight the Blood Lord Niac after the job is done"

Eolande grins at Martin.
"That was the deal."

Andrew start twirling his knife. "When is this meant to be happening?"

"Ok good, but I can't go anywhere with my leg like this and I'd like to have a shower and get this smell of me before we head off. I would also preferably like to get something to eat, getting shot has taken a lot of energy out of me", Martin says looking tired and annoyed.

Wicker steps forward.
"You're arrival set many things in motion. We take power tomorrow at noon."