There remained a meager amount of soldiers on the side of the Frosty Snowflakes, who numbered fifteen or sixteen. Fear was vivid in their eyes, but they were loyal to their caretaker, the Frosty Snowflakes.
From the verge of death in the jaws of a monster to soldiers in one of the strongest teams in Canada; that were the life stories of those who'd decided to remain loyal to their team. They didn't want to be referred to as gold diggers, even in the afterlife.
It was a difficult choice and opting to leave would almost guarantee their survival, yet they couldn't. It was an unknown sensation of loyalty that bound them.
Alex didn't even gaze at those who kneeled reverently as he took a step forward. Rocks crumbled beneath his feet as he took another step. Darkness burst forth from the new members of Ad Astra as their bodies became accustomed to Alex's aura.