The girl looked no older than fifteen or sixteen, yet she spoke with the self-assured bluster of someone far beyond her years. It was pretty amusing to hear. But not one of the rebel leaders present dared underestimate her.
They had known one another for quite some time, and they had all come to believe that this girl was the strongest psionic in the rebel ranks.
One only had to look at the way she dressed to see why.
The average temperature in the Danhu'er system, where they were, was below freezing. Even in the height of summer, thick layers of snow still built up outside. Yet this girl, who looked like she ought to be in middle school, always wore a thin white sundress with spaghetti straps, as if she were strolling along a sunny beach, sea breeze in her hair, gazing out at the meeting of sky and sea.
Who but a high-ranking psionic could get away with that? They all felt they had figured out the truth.
The Woflin general looked at the girl as she solemnly offered her support, his heart filled with gratitude. He knew perfectly well how important psionics were on a ground battlefield like this.
"Because of the war, the Empire's fleet in the Suma'e Sector is weaker than ever. The fleet that used to be stationed in this system has also been redeployed. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Great Sage White Sand continued. "Even so, we'll be facing fifty thousand defenders, including an entire division of assault troops."
The defenders in Dan Tie City were mostly prison guards, security forces, and mine guards from this labor-camp planet. The only troops under the Grand Marshal's command were a single division of assault troops. They might sound like a ragtag bunch, but in truth