Baron was already swallowed by the power of his skill. He wasn't as reasonable as he was before. What he wanted now was the stench of blood and death in the air.
"We may start," Glenn announced.
The tanks looked at each other before running towards the beast jn front of them. They were going to tank the damage and deal the first blow so they would occupy Baron's attention.
"Are you sure we can do this?" John asked Glenn. "Two tanks, this is hard."
"We don't have to do anything else than to trust my instincts and my skill," Glenn said. "And my instincts and skill tells me that this is the best plan."
"Alright," John sighed. "I trust you. You have pulled a lot of miracles ever since we met. I'm excited for the rest of the miracles that you would show me."
"Really now?" Glenn chuckled. "Then let me show you what I can really do."
