"He couldn't help you, so what did he do?" Elsa asked.
Marie's breathing slowly started returning to normal.
"He… he…." Marie began between deep breaths.
"He did his job well, but… he got distracted and put his own… wants first.
Then everyone… everyone almost died…."
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Hundreds of troops flew across the chasm, one after another.
The squadron leaders waited for their full team to arrive when they touched base.
Since Marie temporarily mobilized the beast, they seized upon their fortune to gather their members and get into formation.
Once in position, the tanks lined up and used their long shields to create a Roman-style phalanx formation.
The group then marched uniformly to prevent the formation from breaking.
In their hands were long spears, ideal for stabbing an opponent they couldn't get close to.
Only the fighters with distance strikes or brave and skilled enough to jump and fight were on the battlefield with swords.
The agility requirement set by the army was 500.