~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Before the battle begins, Hatius drink a lot of water with a loaf of bread on his pocket. He believed that dying hungry and thirsty, the human soul will never be in peace.
Cartlon suddenly hissed, "Hatius, why do you keep on drinking?" His expression stayed serious like he was holding his breath waiting for the enemies.
He replied, "I'd rather die this way than dying without eating first!" The young man gets some bread and gnaw it quickly. He then looked at the men and said, "Right?"
None of them either replied.
"Phew!" Hatius squirted out as he has eaten the rotten part of the bread. "What a waste of time and water!" He mumbled but no one didn't ask him why even Princess Alice who's confused between laughing or scolding Hatius for being such a comedian.
Alice couldn't breathe as the undead began to attack them. "Fight as long as you can, and target their nobs!"
