Humans, are a very weak form of life.
They are greedy, they follow desire, they fear death.
Yet, even such weak beings have their own aspects worth being proud of.
Perhaps not everyone can achieve this, but at least for these outstanding individuals, their bodies can be destroyed, but their will is everlasting.
Dragging his shattered body, Inas launched an assault.
This might be the last charge of his life.
Even if I die, at least let it be a heroic death.
On the other side, Florence, whose body was almost devoid of any intact skin, seemed drawn by some kind of will.
Her face, full of blood and even showing a ghastly cheekbone, gradually revealed a strange smile. Her body moved on the ground like a blood-soaked worm, struggling, her body pressed against the ground.
Hands pressed onto the frozen earth before her.
"Earth Mother's Anger!"
Accompanied by blood frothing from her mouth, the magic power left in her body surged out.
