BF0066-Heather-Divine Retribution

Close up on the female guard's face. She's staring right at us, looking impassive.

Captain

(off-panel)

All right, soldier, time to resume your duties here.

Male Guard

(off-panel)

Aw, Captain, do I HAVE to?

Captain

Yes you do.

We zoom out a little, seeing the female guard's torso and head. She's standing at attention, still looking at us. On the right side of the panel, we see the Captain (w/a nicely crested helmet) looking to the right, at what is presumably the soldier. He looks stern and serious.

MALE GUARD

But Captain...

CAPTAIN

No discussions! That's an order!

We zoom out a little more, enough that we see the female guard (left), the captain (middle, with his back to us as he's walking away), and the male guard (to the right). The male guard is looking at the captain as he's leaving. His face is pretty banged up (black eye, purple cheek, etc.) and his right arm is in a cast.

Captain

Man up! And have a nice day!

We zoom out some more. The female guard hasn't moved, except for her head, which is turned toward the male guard. She's glaring at him, a vicious smile on her lips. Now in full view, we see that in addition to the broken right arm, his left leg is in a cast. He recoils defensively at her withering stare. One wrong word and he's dead, he knows it!