It was much worse.
It was a hell of a lot worse than I thought it would be.
When the call to battle came last night, when I was with Gurdas, I knew that we would hardly be able to defend, I knew that many people would die, but... I didn't expect this.
The defense started before the sun had risen and continued until noon of the next day. And it was still going on.
Robots, soldiers, rockets, spells, bullets, and all sorts of things were coming from all sides. The screams echoed in my ears more clearly than ever.
With each passing second we were being pushed back more and more, with each passing second the enemy was coming at us more and more.
Of course, as in every battle... there were some who targeted me specifically. Some of the Southern soldiers would occasionally pounce on me, either trying to kill me outright or to damage me without killing me. If they had some kind of prioritized target list, I was sure I was high up on it.
