By the time Max hobbled to the frontlines, the battlefield had become a mess.
There was fire and blood everywhere, as one could witness with their bare eyes the true horrors of war.
As a human with morals from Earth, Max wondered if his ambition was the cause behind the death and misery of hundreds of thousands and their families, but as he looked for answers around he found nobody who regretted fighting in this war.
The vampires with their red eyes were all consumed with bloodlust, even those who had been severely injured fought with such valour and gusto that it made one wonder if they were possessed.
The stronger warriors laughed and enjoyed the fight, revelling in the carnage, letting out their true destructive nature's seep out while the weaker ones were scared and terrified as they only fought to retreat and not to kill.
