The rest of the journey took them three hours and thankfully, the strange monsters didn't continue their ambush.
But even if that was the case, none of the Warriors could relax their nerves. The feeling of knowing you're walking towards hell. To face death head on and understand the futility of your actions.
Many of them began to doubt and wonder if they should just desert. But with the captains looking over them all, it was an impossible act.
If both paths lead to death, should they just take the honourable route? Or should they spit in the face of their tyrants and laugh at the fact they cannot use them as pawns?
Marching with the group, Alice could sense the discontent of the Warriors. She could tell they were now on a tightrope of choices.
To fall and give up or to keep struggling with no end in sight.
