ASPpeyre

"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 seemin