The commando's lance leader accepted the package with both hands, feeling the weight behind it. Allen nodded, scrounged a metal rod from some nearby wreckage and drove it down into the caldera's ground while the lieutenant shook the flag open. He tied two corners around the makeshift pole, then stepped back as the breeze tugged at the ensign-the silver Cameron star against the black field. The Star League colors, left flying over the caldera battlefield.
A funeral shroud, for Clan Smoke Jagua |