Massacre Of Silva [12]
As we approached the blonde woman, her control over more allies became apparent. The once-familiar faces now bore vacant, controlled expressions. The sinister satisfaction in her eyes only fueled our determination to end her influence.
"Focus on breaking her concentration! We can't afford more allies under her spell," I shouted, rallying the team for the final push. The urgency hung heavy in the air as we navigated through the tumultuous battlefield.
With each step, I weighed the consequences of our actions. The responsibility of leadership rested heavily on my shoulders, pushing me to seek a solution that would end the threat without sacrificing the very people we aimed to save.
"Haaa!" Aric's battle cry echoed again, creating another opening. We surged forward, seizing the opportunity to close in on the blonde woman. The controlled cadets, though relentless, began to show signs of weariness.