"Very good. We'll appear very strong if we manage to succeed."
"They still fight for the enemy, and who're you to say they didn't have much of a choice? Many soldiers still consider it an honor to die for their cause."
"No, it doesn't," he said, "But I'm not too familiar with the exact workings of it. But I feel it's pretty recent development... at least, wherever I'm from."
"Ah, sorry." Fresco points the weapon into the distance behind them and fires, again with a small boom. The snow up the mountain in the distance is launched up in the air.
Fresco points the sleek weapon at a nearby snowbank and fires, and a light blue laser blast streaks in an instant with a quiet boom. There is a miniature explosion, and everyone nearby is sprayed with snow.
"Yep."