[He can sneak his way over to the fortress, painfully! Luck isn't really on his side with that 7, though. More bullets graze him, and as he's trying to sneak his way across the field, he slices his forearm open on a broken, discarded blade.
On the plus side(?), the Imperial forces have given this fortress a relatively wide berth, almost like they're waiting for something, or someone. He won't have to worry about further potentially fatal encounters. Not here, at least.
Eventually, with the lead-heavy weight of a dying world on his shoulders, with the pain of leaving behind his loved ones and having to carry on without them, without even knowing if they'll be alright out there in the throes of this losing, bloody battle as injured as they are, he'll make it to the fortress.]
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On the plus side(?), the Imperial forces have given this fortress a relatively wide berth, almost like they're waiting for something, or someone. He won't have to worry about further potentially fatal encounters. Not here, at least.
Eventually, with the lead-heavy weight of a dying world on his shoulders, with the pain of leaving behind his loved ones and having to carry on without them, without even knowing if they'll be alright out there in the throes of this losing, bloody battle as injured as they are, he'll make it to the fortress.]