Others could argue that Harken had made the wrong decision to sacrifice the recruits of Cresent, and their arguments would most likely be valid too, but they were not the commander at the head of the camp.
Harken was.
And unless the commander of Origin, who held all the power over the military on the planet, objected, his words were law, and they had no choice but to follow, despite their reservations.
For the soldiers and instructors were nothing but blades, the latter being sharper the former, and the purpose of a blade was to execute orders, cutting down whoever and whatever stood between him and his objective, for his will represented that of Cresent and the military who bestowed upon him such power.
But a blade beset with emotions and reservations was bound to be a blunt blade, a blade that would cut no one but the hand that wielded it, destroying itself in the process.
