Point-of-View: Sant A.C. Laus
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"Wh-what is this!?" I exclaimed in bewilderment.
All of these monsters...how did they suddenly appear out of nowhere!? Is this her doing? No, that cannot be, if she was capable of such a thing, she would have done so many times in the past already...
"It's over, Sant. There are hundreds of thousands of these monsters scattered throughout the Rustlands, so if this battle drags on, your forces will be suffer serious casualties. Retreat and that won't happen," Remarked Belia with a triumphant look on her face.
"Never! My purpose here is to end your existence, regardless of the sacrifice, I will carry out Lord Samsara's wishes!" I declared passionately.
"Ugh, you make me sick sometimes. Tell me, will that really be worth it? Killing me but at the cost of the four races that fucking adore you like dumb little baby birds?" She scoffed in response.
