A few more minutes passed, and all the monsters were cleared up, with none making it relatively close to the girl. But the losses for those who won were not small, as out of four hundred that began, only about three hundred remained.
A hundred lives lost in the first wave—it was an unimaginable loss, and the weight of the trial finally began to set in Jake's mind.
He looked around, seeing broken and wounded men and women. Seeing people crying their hearts out as they held the bodies of those that were dear to them.
It felt as if his heart sunk. He felt heavy, weak, confused.
[Get your head back in the game, this loss will not be the first one.]
"Master, their death is heavy, but remember that you have to do what will keep all those people alive. Their lives rest in your hands," Drake also added.
"I understand, but it's not that easy. Their deaths—it feels like it's because of me. Even if this was the only way, it still doesn't sit well.
