"Those are some nice eyes you three have,"
As the other soldiers collapsed to the ground with overwhelming exhaustion, my three friends seemed bloodthirsty for the first time in my life.
"You gotta control it otherwise, it's going to make you its puppet," I said, awakening the three and causing them to let out a long sigh of relief, exhaustion, but mostly content.
They were still a bit shocked by the surrounding area, but we were already making our way out of the trench and into the crumbled city.
We ran and ran for what seemed like hours until we finally reached the base.
Some of the people who clawed their way out of the trench died from blood loss as even though the healer can patch up their wounds, she can't replenish or make blood out of thin air to help her patients.
So, some of these guys didn't make it.
…
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU RETREAT!" A large and bulky man decorated with patches shouted into our faces.
