Peter watched in awe as Geth and Jack fearlessly repelled the monsters. He could tell that Jack had done something wrong, but he wasn't sure what had happened.
All he knew was that he needed to pull the corpses out as quickly as possible... But it was terrifying!
It took everything he had just to run up and grab a fallen wolf. What if it wasn't quite dead?! What if he caused one of the others to mess up?!
His entire life, he'd been nothing but a screw-up. Even his parents seemed to be ashamed of his existence.
Peter timidly approached and pulled another body from in between the two men. He looked on in amazement as Geth purposely ripped his arm open on a wolf's teeth just so Jack wouldn't be targeted.
'How can any sane person do such a thing?!'
Peter knew that if it were just his party here, they would have long been dead. There was no way they could have even handled the earlier groups, let alone this army!