"Get back up! Get in position! Do not panic!" I yelled as loudly as I could from atop the ledge of the spire, my voice still amplified.
But through the chaos of mingled screams, cries, shrieks, and roars… no one listened.
I couldn't blame them for not paying attention, since most of them were running or fighting for their lives.
But I could definitely blame them for crying and panicking and praying instead of assisting the ones who were fighting.
I mean, seriously — what the hell was praying supposed to accomplish right now?!
I barely resisted the urge to start cursing again.
This won't do.
"I have to get their attention," I thought out loud.
Then sighed.
This was going to be too much work.
But since I had no intention of dying today… I had to do it.
I took a step forward and plummeted down from the spire, landing with a soft thump.
As soon as my feet touched the ground, I took out my golden sword and began moving.
