By the time Jack Clark carried the cultist's corpse back, the battle there had already ended.
Most of the over a hundred rebels were killed, with over a dozen surrendering; the soldiers who had led the way for Jack and his companions were clearing the battlefield and collecting weapons and ammunition.
The freshmen who had participated in the fight were excitedly chatting away, boasting about how brave and impressive they were during the combat.
Some students even took out their mobile phones, posing with rocket launchers for selfies.
Even Justin Welan stood in front of the burning and deformed off-road vehicle, striking a pose with one hand holding up a thick shield, asking a classmate to take a photo for him.
Of course, not everyone came out unscathed from the battle. For instance, a student who had been blasted by a grenade lay on a stretcher, screaming in agony, though his voice was full of vigor.