"Alright, people, let's wrap it up!" Leon roared, "We have only a few minutes. After that, we're leaving the rest behind! MOVE!"
There were only one hundred survivors left, and the group was currently working on reorganizing to fit more.
Only 375 had survived during the [demonstration] period, but it was still taking far too long.
"That's not enough time!" Quinn cried.
"Then make it enough time! We still need to give the men enough time to make it to the Sanctuary!" Leon roared at the top of his lungs.
A wave of hope washed over the men, who were getting more desperate.
"Wait, what!?" Quinn cried, "You'd prioritize their lives over the other hundred women still left?"
She wasn't complaining; she was just shocked.
"Yes. Because if we don't, the men will get desperate!" Leon yelled back, "We're not trying to kill them, or we already would have! We're protecting the maximum amount of lives!"
