The tide was still in the tenth families favour on the battlefield, but there was still one big problem they needed to deal with, Jill. A leader had great strength, and quite rightly so, some could turn the tides of a battle by themselves.
Paul was still down on one knee as the voices in his head continued from those that he cared about most. However, for a brief second, they had stopped, and when he looked up, he could see Peter walking towards him.
'Of all the people to come and save me at a time like this, I never thought it would be this guy.' Paul thought.
Peter was now standing directly above him and had his hand held out.
'I think my opinion might have changed of you.' Paul thought, seeing that he was giving him a helping hand.
"Your gloves," Peter demanded. "If you're going to be so useless fighting against her, then you don't need those weapons, do you?"
