Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, I made my first step. Then another one. Then nothing could stop the swarm of the crowd that rushed ahead.
With the front line of the soldiers unable to regroup, the military no longer stood any chance in this fight. Was this a result of the incompetence of the commander? Was he unable to rally his troops properly? Or maybe he just didn't want to bear the weight of all the blood that he would have to split otherwise? Or maybe he just wanted to have some kind of future?
No matter which was the case, the commanding officer fo the military prevented a huge massacre from happening. By the time I stepped on the stairs leading to the town's hall, the entire area was pacified.
