"Fallback! Fallback! Fallback!"
The orders were made and those still alive scattered away like flies.
The capable also carried the injured and alive away, while those who were heavily injured with no hope for survival, chose to then end their lives by biting the tiny poison rolled up underneath their tongues.
You think they wanted to die today? Of course not!
But after feeling Death already close by, they knew they only had but a few more minutes to live. So why suffer in pain for these minutes when they can just end it all now?
Dead.
They all chose to die, while those who could flee still left the scene.
How many came in, and how many were running away now?
The leader sighed heavily after seeing no more than 20 people fleeing by his side. They came in hundreds but left in such a pitiful state.
