"No way..." Paul said, mindlessly taking a step forward as he looked at that woman hanging on top of the Church. His eyes widened and he barely could keep his jaw shut.
"We need to change the plans," he suddenly ordered. In a matter of seconds, his surprise had shifted to wrath. A vein popped out in his temple, and anyone could clearly see it pulsing.
"W-What do you mean?" Matthew asked. "What do we need to change?"
"We can't afford ourselves to lose that woman. If it happens, all our efforts will be to no avail. Everything we did until now will come to a waste! Hence, I need all our unities to do anything they can and run over these guys! We must break through their barrier of ambassadors and get to the Church as fast as possible. There is no time for a strategic and slow-paced battle!"
Before Paul could even start to walk toward the battlefield again, Ryan put his hand on his shoulder. The former quickly brushed it off.
