The File Leader is spitting feathers. You were expected back hours ago.’ Reynik looked at Tymm wearily. His fellow Legionnaire had clearly been waiting for him, and kept his voice low to prevent it from travelling to the tent a few yards away. Reynik shrugged his shoulders. ‘I can’t tell you. I’ve been doing the Emperor’s bidding. That’s all I can say.’ ‘Well, I hope for your sake you’ll be allowed to tell Sidis more than that, or you’ll be back on jacks duty for a month. It’s clear he’s got a grudge against you, so you’d better be ready to answer to him.’ Reynik nodded. It was not what he needed after an exhausting day of training, but he knew this was a confrontation that would not go away. No matter what he said, Sidis would not be happy. The File Leader seemed set on making his life in the Legion a misery. It was unlikely this new mission would help improve their relationship. His personality clash with Sidis was not Reynik’s biggest worry.
