Crossing the forest was not an easy task; the snow made progress difficult, and the encouragement of knowing that they were running towards safety while their companions faced danger did not help either. In the heavy steps of many, all the burden of guilt, shame and disappointment with themselves.
Many others, however, saw this as an opportunity to flourish; if all those damned rankers died, they could shine... It was a selfish and dirty thought.
Javian took turns carrying the stretcher most of the time; the rest of the players took turns exhausted by fatigue after a few minutes, but the giant would not give up so easily.
He had seen that boy fighting on the front who was now lying, pale and weak, living up to the name he bore. That boy fought like a Lion, willing to give everything for everything and accept any sacrifice to save others. How could he give up and abandon him?
