Chapter 257
With James charging in like an undying hungry wolf god starved of food for a thousand years, what else could we do?
We charged in along with him.
Swinging my spear with just my right hand and holding my shield horizontally like a massive, wide blade, I destroyed the mechas in front of me with ruthless abandon.
For a few tense (read: enjoyable) minutes, we really did as James had shouted.
We dug in.
It is only in times of the greatest emergencies that we can see who are the heroes, who are the cowards, who are the fighters, who are the possums and who are those that were willing to throw their buddies into the fire just to escape.
And that particular massacre caused all sorts of diamonds and filth to be uncovered in the hearts of our victims.
"Ahhhhh mommy!!!"
"Get the hell out of my way!!"
"KYAAAAA!!!"
"Get behind me! I will stall them!!"
"DIE YOU INCORRIGIBLE FIRST GRADERS!"
"STAND YOUR GROUND! THEY ARE JUST FIVE PEOPLE!"
