If it was one or two of these creatures, then it wouldn't be that hard. If it was hundreds of them, we could manage to escape here unscathed.
But there were millions of them, and many more eggs were pouring out from these clouds.
Just looking at the increasing number of these gigantic creatures made me lose any hope of living. There was no hope, in front of such brutality and might one had no way to survive.
I now realise how hard that battlefield was. Just one hour and this terrifying scene appeared here. What if I joined that battlefield? One which our enemy was well prepared and coming with all of his forces.
"Feeling despair already? Don't feel down, you already fought proudly against me. It's just you are a thousand years younger to be able to fight evenly with me."
And at this moment that damn hegemon had to speak up and say such frustrating words. I was boiling with rage. What did I do wrong to fall down to such a deep abyss?
