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When Kilika started showering the revolutionaries with fiery rain, Beata and Guion exchanged glances and realized they could relax. All they had to do was maintain formation and move towards the loyalists. Beata helped Garrett shoot down fleeing enemies from a distance, while Guion intercepted the surviving enemies on their approach, preventing them from harming the wounded members of the squad. To Kilika's credit, there wasn't much work to be done; the air was thick with the smell of smoke, burnt cloth, and roasted meat, and the few remaining rebels seemed to have lost faith in the cause of world revolution and preferred to save their own skins. When the group stood before the queen, the pair greeted the monarch with polite bows. "Well, boss, it's your turn," Beata said, leaning towards Ayko.