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Tomorrow, a new chapter in his life would open, but God closed the cover of the book. When he opened his eyes on the First Floor of Hell, he had to face off a whole new reality. All the rules were being rewritten, and he had to pick up the pen if he wanted to get out of here. He had to find those like him and play the role of leadership he had escaped all his life.

Sanseiu · Fantaisie
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Leadership

After a long struggle, the head of the halay was finally determined; I shouted forward as the dispersed circles were formed again. This was when the enemy was weakest, and there was no need to wait to attack.

"Now is the time. Sukrucuk, start attacking from the last circle!"

Tank in the front, behind Toraman and me, we attacked in a formation supported by Rimel. Since the last circle was not formed, it would quickly deteriorate and come after us.

At that moment, the event that made me look forward with hope occurred; perhaps for the first time, one of my team was able to do exactly what I told. Sukrucuk would start to run back with quick steps as he hit the Fallen who came first, forcing the raiding enemy to move in the opposite direction of their movement.

"Toro, we will attack those in the rear simultaneously; we kill the one Fallen by attacking two at once!"

"If they don't die on the first attack, use his ability to prevent him from making a sound!"