"It's time for our final battle "
Miria's voice is soft, but her eyes are burning with determination as we form a circle to make what I feel is going to be our last stand.
Time seems to stop in the frozen north, snowflakes freezing in mid air as I take a quick look around and realize only six of us are still standing. Deneve, Clare, Zelda, Miria, Cynthia and myself. Six out of the twenty-four-people task force assigned to Pieta.
Only the six of us against an army of awakened beings
My heart aches for all the fallen comrades as I grip my claymore tighter, but there is no time for grief now, the beasts are almost on us, a seemingly endless sea of powerful bodies and cruel eyes.
The last single digit quickly gives us her last orders:
"Engage the strongest ones first, and try not to be singled out and surrounded!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see that Deneve is looking at me. I've been with her for so long that I just need to look into her eyes to know she means "be