Mighty One
"But if we won't fight, won't take part in any battle, and won't even safeguard you… So what's our value then?"
"Value?" his selection of this word wasn't coincidental at all.
"We can't live without a purpose in life," that dude shrugged, "if we don't have a value, then we'd just prefer to die."
"Well… There is a task I mentioned before," I still kept this info in my head, "but first make up your mind. Either join me or die."
"We can't decide without knowing," that dude was acting stubborn, "or else what if that task was something humiliating to us? Not enough for us as a value to live?"
"Their value sh*It was really something. "Just make up your mind and stop wasting my time. If what I said isn't good for you, death won't be an option."
We looked at each other before he finally resigned. "Follow me," he took a step to the right, and everyone else did the same.